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thing was on the table, I was having it. Oh yeah! I was fired. Still
am to this day. But it had to be rebuilt to run. We weren’t going
to build a dead thing. That was never an option.”
It took 10 years of devoted coaxing of aluminium, steel and
wire to wrest a new machine from the wreckage of Bluebird. “No
such word as ‘can’t’,” says Smith. His never-say-die attitude was
riveted into his psyche as a boy working at his father’s plant hire
business servicing trucks and diggers. “The mechanics were all
ex-World War Two,” he says. “They’d repaired Lancaster bomb-
ers and Spitfires. They couldn’t very well say, ‘This is broken.
I can’t fix it.’ That wasn’t allowed. It had to go and bomb Germans.”
To fulfil its side of the agreement, the Ruskin Museum bought
land and sought planning permission. Declined by the National
Lottery Heritage Fund, the Museum settled on a “reduced” de-
sign funded by an EU bail-out to compensate Cumbria for the
foot-and-mouth crisis. The new Bluebird wing opened in 2010.
Complications soon arose between Smith and the Museum.
While the original bits of Bluebird belong to the Ruskin, the new
components, the cockpit, the Bristol Siddeley jet engine and other
items, belong to Smith. Herein lies the kernel of the tussle be-
tween the Museum and Smith. Whoever owns Bluebird controls
her; but she is owned partly by the Museum and partly by Smith’s
not-for-profit Bluebird Project Ltd.
I was struck by the parallels between Donald Campbell and
Smith. Ostensibly, they could hardly be more at odds. Campbell’s
family campaigned alongside Bonnie Prince Charlie and fought
at Waterloo; Smith is a third-generation North Shields entrepre-
neur. Campbell was thrice married and finally linked to Lady
(Violet) Aitken, the wife of Lord Beaverbrook; Smith married the
girl next door. Both men, however, are tenacious, disciplined,
unyielding men, who won’t take no for an answer, and both had

Culture Clash
Left: John Ruskin. Right: Donald Campbell.
Below: The Ruskin Museum’s Bluebird Wing
has been open to the public for nearly a
decade without its star exhibit. Bottom:
Campbell’s final moments in Bluebird as she
crashes at 300mph. Opposite page: Gina by
Coniston Water as she visits Pier Cottage
where her father docked Bluebird in the 1960s

Gina’s blessing brought the locals onside. Meanwhile,
to def lect attention, Smith concocted a fully backstopped
legend about “surveying Arctic char”. When a fish expert called
his bluff, Smith switched narrative in favour of “the Coniston lob-
ster”. Smith and his team eventually found the “Coniston lobster”
in October 2000. Seven months later, they discovered Campbell’s
body. “If you murder someone, don’t dispose of the body in fresh
water,’ cautions Smith. “Fresh water preserves bodies. Very well.”
Smith insists he wasn’t intending to lay a finger on Blue-
bird. “It was about doing a technical diving challenge.” Gina
Campbell’s recollection is slightly different: “Bill said, ‘I’m
going to find your father’s boat. Would you like a bit of it?’”

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hen an accident blew Smith’s cover. One of his diving
team set up his rebreather incorrectly, gassed him-
self, and fell unconscious. His heart stopped twice on
the way to hospital. Word got out. Concerned that trophy hunters
would “rape” Bluebird, Gina asked Smith to raise the wreckage.
“No problem! That’s done, what next?” Smith assumed that
“every museum in Creation would queue up.” None bit.
“She is the most successful contender in history,” said Gina.
“Only crashed once. Bit of a mess. I think we should mend her.”
When the Campbell estate gifted Bluebird’s remains to the
Ruskin Museum, an agreement was struck: Smith would rebuild
and run her; the Museum would house her. To fund his side of the
bargain, Smith raised money from sponsors and his own pockets.
He gathered a team of believers who learnt the skills necessary for
Bluebird’s resurrection. That pioneering spirit, a spirit that mon-
ey cannot buy and that involves pitching up at all hours, flared
brilliantly. “My daughters have never had a dad on Wednesday
and Thursday evenings or on Saturdays,” says Smith. “Once that

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