Ancient House, Thetford. No, honestly, the museum is called just that, Ancient House. I know it's not very imaginatively named, but this is Norfolk. Anyway, here I can entertain my passions for windows, walls and doors. I would be very happy if you were to enjoy them, too.
Otto and Tiberius, not so much.
I thought they were a little out of keeping with the Tudor mood. I mean, sticking into the old lobby of the Ancient House the busts of two Roman emperors struck me as downright odd. Just because the Earl of Arlington brought them back as souvenirs from his holidays then stuck them on top of the building opposite doesn't mean now you have to shove them atop a couple of coffins in the lobby. It seemed to suggest to me you're cursed with them and you can't think of anywhere else to put them.
And it's only because he's posh that they're in the museum at all, let's face it. If I offered you the wooden Ganesh I brought back from my holidays in 1992, you wouldn't touch it with a barge pole.
Apart from Otto and Tiberius then, pleasing.