Courtesy of York Digital Library
Taking your work home with you: commitment, or embezzlement?
Mr John Nevin was a man whose sorry tale was kept silent for decades, until The Independent made a few enquiries under the Freedom of Information Act in 2009.
Mr Nevin was a back room assistant with the Victoria and Albert museum for 20 years.
After the war, national treasures were moved back into the museum. And Mr Nevin began, quite simply, to take his work home with him.
Over the following nine years, he managed to take 2,068 items home to his three-bedroom council house in Chiswick.
What he did with them beggars belief.
He fashioned a length of rare cloth into bathroom curtains. His wife used a rare Italian nineteenth century leather and tortoiseshell bag for her shopping. He hid a Spanish engraved flintlock blunderbuss under the floorboards and a collection of watches in his toilet cistern.
It was not until a stocktake in 1953 that V&A staff noticed a long list of missing items had been handled by Mr Nevin, and Mr Nevin alone.
Police raided his house and found rare musical instruments under the floor, jade figures in a vacuum dust bag, a gilt figure of a knight behind the water tank and a silver inkpot in the chimney.
Later, Mr Nevin told a flabbergasted court: “I couldn’t help myself: I was attracted by the beauty.”
National treasures can be very beautiful. Sometime an object, fashioned by hand untold ages ago with a perception of beauty which belonged to its time: it is almost like a time capsule. Gaze at it, and it solves mysteries, or evokes what writing never could: the zeitgeist of an age far gone by.
Almost 100 years ago, such a treasure was unearthed. A nonpareil: one of its kind. A gleaming jewel which so epitomised the thoughts of its owners that it stunned all who heard of it. It was called the Finglesham Buckle.
It was on the Northbourne Estate, between Dover and Deal, that a quarry worker in 1929 was working when they noticed something which wasn’t quite right. Workers had often unearthed bones in the past and must have destroyed graves without even realising it. But the worker alerted the Farmer and the Farmer contacted the landowner and before you could say treasure trove, Lord Northbourne was on the spot, asking advice from Mr Reginald Smith of the British Museum.
It was an Anglo Saxon Cemetery, with graves filled with treasures not just from this land but from far away: brooches and necklaces, beads and knives from Germany and Belgium.
And none more breathtaking than an intricate piece of art history: The Finglesham Buckle. The buckle was found in grave D3: a warrior’s last resting place. It would have been worn to show his worth in a battle some time in the late sixth century. And it is a seminal piece of art history.
The other day I watched a BBC television programme fronted by an art historian called Dr Nina Ramirez. In The Treasures of the Anglo Saxons she explained key treasures from the period.
She visited The British Museum for many of the pieces: but the buckle has a different home.
She travelled back to Kent, to the Northbourne estate. Because in the thirties, when this treasure was excavated, the laws permitted finders to keep.
The late Lord Northbourne donated about half of the sumptuous treasure to museums. But the other half, including this priceless artefact, he kept.
Now his son runs the estate and permitted Dr Ramirez to view and film the buckle. It was packed in a small case with a label tied to it. Its packing did not trumpet its significance.
As the good Doctor held it she became quite breathless, overcome by the gravity of the tiny golden object she held. Her face shone. This, she told the millions of viewers, is a national treasure.
And then she took her leave and left it there, on an estate near the Kent Coast, near the lonely quarry that spawned it.
I wonder if she will ever see it again.
Sometimes, we have no alternative but to trust the private collectors.
As WB Yeats said it: “Tread softly, for you tread on our dreams.”
This is a repost from a while back; but one of my favourite collections of stuff.
Kate Shrewsday 
What a striking piece! I was impressed even before I knew what it was. Apparently Magpie Nevin was just as impressed with things he saw at the museum.
Indeed, PT: but to make them into curtains…every fibre of my being winces…
Some folks just can’t seem to let treasures be shared, such as Mr. Nevin; while others want to let beauty be seen and shared, such as the Northbourne estate. I vote for sharing.
Me too, Lou. In fact, I’d like the Northbourne Estate to share a bit more: perhaps by allowing one of the big museums to exhibit it?
Beautiful object indeed. It is strange how we yearn to possess artefacts and how far people will go to obtain and keep them.
Really beautiful things beckon.Perhaps that’s why museums are, and will remain, eternally popular, Roger.
There is so much controversy over this subject. Should found objects be returned to the graves where they were found (many Hawaiian groups think so), or catalogued in museums (so many museum objects are stored away never to be seen), or displayed in private collections. Personally, I’m for sharing. I suppose we should be glad Mr. Nevin didn’t sell them for profit.
You are right, of course Jennifer: but such inept swiping – and destruction of relics for his own purposes! Hard to believe anyone could do that to priceless objects…
Indeed. The destruction is unforgivable. The swiping is pathologic. It seems inevitable he would be found out, and thank goodness he was. Makes me think of all the priceless historic pieces that were destroyed and looted during the war in Iraq.
This is such an interesting news, for museum lovers. I am glad I found your blog.I have to read a lot more pages and enjoy!
Thanks.
What an odd little tale – and what is beggar’s belief?
Here you go, Tammy: http://www.phrases.org.uk/meanings/beggars-belief.html
This is wonderful, Kate. I sometimes dream of finding something rare beyond belief and then wonder what I would do with it. I like to think I would share it.
Me too, Penny: I wonder if we will ever get a chance to find out…
Our “wavelengths” have been talking to each other again, Kate. I heard a local story this week I’m planning to share and my outrage is really summed up in the Yeats quote. I’ve been thinking about the way private collections have perhaps abused the rights of others and then the outright thievery that has taken place to add to personal fortunes. I would love to see the documentary you referenced. I have a very hard time understanding how someone can keep a piece like this buckle for himself. Those early laws don’t make sense to me! Ah well!
No:the distribution of wealth and privilege has never been fair here in this country, Debra. How strange that we should once more be on the same track! Ah, great minds…
Who guards the guardians?
Thank you for showing this wonderful treasure Kate – I missed the programme.
She’ a wonderful presenter. Rosemary. Great programme: lets hope for some repeats…
This and other stories like it show there was much more precious coinage metal in Britain from post Roman through Dark Ages as some historians had thought.
Walk into every town museum, Carl, and there are locally-found brooches and belt-buckles and so on. It’s been going on a long long time.
I don’t agree with Mr Nevin repurposing the articles at all but that quote really should be a guide to all of us, whether we have in our heads economically valuable artifacts or whether we just traipse a landscape. I loved that documentary. 🙂
It was fab, wasn’t it, IE? I’d love to watch it through again. I have a sense of something close to rage that so much of our heritage still, after all this time, resides with the rich and the privileged. Most recently when I was ordered off Brookwood Cemetery, the great metropolis cemetery which used to receive London’s dead by train from Waterloo. In private hands: so they have a stranglehold on a huge aspect of our culture. Not fair or equitable.
But if they respect it and are worthy guardians then at least that is something to be grateful for. It’s been around twice now on catch up so it might reappear! (Although it seems a strange case of Murphy’s Law that programs you’d love to see again never reappear at all whereas others seem to be on perpetual repeat). 🙂
Art theft is a crime in more ways than one. To steal something just so one person can privately view a treasure is despicable. Historic works of art have been lost to generations because of this.
I’m grateful to those who generously donate these works to museums that are open to the public. Seeing these beautiful works gives me a greater appreciation of art, culture and history.
Beautifully summed up, Judy. The generosity and passion of those who acquire and share- it’s wonderful.