I can still remember my first day working at the Melton Park Record Office in Gosforth. It was exciting to think that I would be working in a building that was once an Anti-Aircraft Plotting Station – I guess that not everybody can say that! I was given a plan of the building and was told that it would probably take some time before I got used to the layout underground & became familiar with where different classes of records were stored. All I could think was “I am working in a bunker!”
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It felt like a bit of a rabbit warren the first time I was left alone underground, but I enjoyed the peace & quiet of it as it was a sharp contrast to the busy room of researchers above. It felt like another world down there and I loved the smell of the archive boxes & old ledgers. Out of all the storage rooms, number six was my favourite as the words Wireless Room were still clearly visible on the door.
Some people found it creepy being underground and didn’t like being alone as there were lots of small rooms & dark corners. I was told that books had flown off shelves and that an airman had been spotted walking around both inside and outside the building. There was also a haunted helmet! I am certainly not a fan of ‘spooky’ things, but I never once felt afraid being on my own.
Within minutes of being in the building I was told to be careful on the stairs. I was in for a bit of a surprise as they were very steep and not very welcoming. I sensed that it was going to be quite difficult carrying heavy boxes and large maps up and down. My mind flashed back to the part of the Job Description that said ‘ability to work with large & unwieldy records…’
It was always a challenge carrying heavy items up the stairs, but I quickly got used to it and my fitness certainly improved. I only worked with the public at Melton Park for a short time before it closed but I was there for the whole of the closure period when we prepared all the records ready for relocation to the new site. By the time we opened at Woodhorn in 2006, I was probably the fittest I had ever been in my life.
The Melton Park building may have been run down and falling apart in places but that added to its charm. I feel very lucky that I got the chance to work there. What was also nice was that we had a lovely little garden area at the back of the office which backed onto the Gosforth racecourse. The tv cameras were often there & we would watch the racing during our breaks. Who knows, maybe each time the horses flew by, a lone airman may have been quietly enjoying the race.
