If it's any consolation at all, Britain is not the only place where museums are not held in the high esteem they deserve as custodians of our history.
A few years ago, whilst living in Phuket, Thailand, I visited the museum. A very nice, single-story building but filled with ... nothing! Unless you count brand-new posters for Bangkok city as being something. What a crying shame.
But another day I was dragged, by friends, into a Wat (Buddhist temple) a few miles away, where I found an enormous, two-story barn. The upstairs was laid-out like a museum, with thousands of artifacts in dust-covered display cases. And not a label anywhere.
I spent hours there trying to explain to my friends and to the monks what many of the farm implements were for. This was difficult since my Thai is totally inadequate for technical terms but my attempts were greeted with enthusiasm. Unfortunately, they don't have the money to pay for either a proper curator or even someone who could translate-and-write-down my descriptions. Guess where the money had gone.
When I started teaching Design and Technology in Slough, my headteacher warned me "This new stuff is great, but don't throw out the baby with the bathwater." But that is what the MBAs who run museums have done - bring in posters-for-some-other city, because it is cheaper than paying a knowledgeable curator.
Like most Mahemers I enjoy maintaining and even developing my skills and my knowledge. So I am proud to love Blacksmithing, Steam, Computers and CNC but I doubt that many museum-looker-afters care for much more than feet through the door and their annual bonus.
Sorry. Rant over.