A visit to the sweet local museum set me thinking about history, myth and memory. I heard a talk by Christian Boltanski about how few of us are remembered once two generations have passed away. We might have memories of our Grandparents but few will remember their Great Grandparents. What struck me as I peered at the exhibits with their explanatory labels was how fragmentation challenges history and memory. What do those fragments really tell us set alongside each other, creating their own little dialogues? I rather like the possibility of the telling of a different story. A co-mingling of fact and fiction, the tales of the in-between spaces.