Was the "someone" at the University a first-year undergraduate? Possibly studying politics, or something equally unrelated? And, were they perhaps in the Kings Arms at the time? And had they had several pints of Old Speckled Hen at the commencement of the quest for scientific verification session?
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More seriously, my insider knowledge (I worked there for a very short time a few years ago) tells me that the chaps at the Natural History Museum probably
loved this. They very often get sent boxes of "dinosaur bones" which people unearth in the process of hoeing the garden, and which turn out to be bits of deceased chicken or, on occasion, bone-shaped rubber dog toys. (No, really!) But a deliberate hoax, especially one with this degree of elaboration and craftsmanship, is a rare and interesting thing, and makes them feel loved and important. They probably rather enjoyed the concept and the artwork. If you visit the museum (I reccommend it, and so does the bestselling anti-tourist book
B*ll*cks to Alton Towers: 100 Essentially British Days Out), there is (was?) a terrific exhibit on "future archaeology", with...well, I shan't spoil it.
But I'm glad someone has taken it upon themselves to enliven the NHM's interminable meetings with something more interesting than Buster's favourite chewy toy...
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