Last week I had a reader request a few more photo’s of Pollocks toy museum, so as to get a real sense of this little wonder. Ever keen to bring reading satisfaction, LWA is proud to present, by popular demand, a second helping of toy treasures.
I do apologise for the terrible reflections in some of the photo’s but it was unavoidable given the sunny day! Looking back over all these treasures, I must say that I fancy another trip. I do hope the photos will inspire a few people reading to venture forth and visit this most excellent museum.
Having put pay to a dreadful bout of flu last week, I was pleased to return to adventuring form with an intriguing find that I had been intending to check out for some time. The Viktor Wynd Museum of Curiosities, is as the name would suggest a most peculiar and excellent London oddity! It combines a majestic cocktail bar at the top, with a tiny museum of the strange and deranged at the bottom. The bar is wonderfully salubrious and despite its odd decor it is an incredibly easy place to unwind and chill out in. The staff here struck me as the most fantastic friendly folk that you could ever well meet in a drinking establishment. They were talkative, welcoming, and more than a tad silly. Upon being seated by the delightful fish tank I was informed that I was the master of the sea kingdom.
The whisky based cocktail I had here proved a massive hit, but alas I do not recall its name, perhaps a sign of the quality of the evening. I do recall an epic spiel that said it gave a whisky twist to something, which was a play on something else, with the something else in question in the latter being an alternative take on some classic. All I know for sure is that it tasted stupendously good and turned out to be a slippery ninja assassin in disguise. For it gave no indication that its contents would intoxicate, and once past the sentry quickly precipitated a journey to cloud cuckoo land. I may have arrived at this fine establishment on my feet, but I can assure you dear reader that I left floating.
After paying the tidy sum of five pounds I walked down a mysterious spiral staircase and entered a phantasmagorical den. The museum is a bizarre mix of, knick knacks, historical items, macabre taxidermy, and disturbing erotica. Many of the items have tiny hand written descriptions on them, some of which are most imaginative. It’s hard to sum up the experience, other than saying this is a genuine traditional curiosity museum. Unfortunately this is an odd thing for me to declare; given that it’s the only curiosity museum I’ve ever been to. I somehow doubt that watching all of Disney’s Gravity Falls has given me some special insight into what makes a great curiosity museum. No matter how much I’d like to think so. Nevertheless I’m going to stand by my declaration. This place somehow left me with the impression that this is exactly what a curiosity museum should be. It is a one off, something truly remarkable, and which I wish was a lot bigger. So long as you’re not easily scared or offended you should definitely check out The Viktor Wynd Museum of Curiosities!!!
Christmas shopping for me, always conjures up images of slowly strolling around beautiful stores and thoughtfully picking out magical items for those that matter most. I haven’t a damn clue why it does this, as every time I’ve gone Christmas shopping it has proven a nightmare. A grueling marathon complete with barbarian hordes hell bent on turning me into the Grinch before the holiday season is out. This year however within the mire I came across the new Lego superstore in Leicester Square which proved a wondrous place that momentarily transformed me into a big kid.
I loved Lego as a kid. It is in many ways the ultimate toy, something you can use to build and play out any scenario. In fact my one grievance with Lego today is that most of the models connect to big brands or Lego TV shows, which to me is tantamount to robbing a child of their imagination’s sovereignty. It provides ready packaged ideas and characters where previously you were encouraged to invent your own. And is it me or am I going off on one instead of actually informing you about this fantastic store? (Quickly inserts distracting photo)
The new Lego superstore (the biggest in the world!) is darn right magnificent. Packed out the door with huge Lego models, including a Dragon and a Tube Carriage you can actually sit in. Not to mention a Mini Big Ben that’s pretty damn big and actually chimes. They also sell Lego kits, lots of them and most are incredible. But there’s more, they have talks about Lego with the wonderfully named ‘master builders’. There are tables where kids and opportunistic adults can play with Lego for free. To top it off they even have a crazy ass photo booth, which will turn your likeness into a Lego kit that you can actually build, a pity said booth costs a fortune. Nevertheless this was a really inventive and genuinely fun store. I left this particular Christmas shopping experience feeling rather jolly which was a first. I’ll definitely be back before this year is out.