I agree with the other reviews that the museum and cafe areas are tatty and filled with cats. However I thought its weirdness was part of the eerie charm. We had the place to ourselves yesterday and took our time looking at horrendous photos and wandering around the trenches. They were filled with rain water so couldn't get in them but I thought it was still very moving and according to out friends was a better trench network than the one the tourist office usually direct people to in an industrial estate. Take wellies in winter! You got a good sense of how trenches were made and how close the bomb impacts were. I really felt for the poor soldiers, however had no info about who may have been there for how long, how they lived or any letters etc which would have made it come to life. The museum had a lot of funny manakins and it was all very makeshift without explanation of what you were looking at, yet still was interesting for the nominal fee. If you are expecting sleek informative plaques and high tech displays you might be disappointed, but I loved the strange female manakins with moustaches on their faces and peculiar artefacts. It is a private place owned by the family who reclaimed their land after the Great War finished, so keep expectations in line and enjoy its quirky nature.
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