Victor Wynd Museum of Curiosities

It’s quite a weird collection, from a celebrity’s piss in a bottle to shrunken heads. It’s mildly interesting but was disappointed to learn there is actually a 3 pound fee to see this… collection that takes about 15 minutes to walk through. I didn’t have enough cash on me and the bartender begrudginly let me pay less like it was the biggest deal in the world. Lame. I say avoid it.

I’ve always wanted to go and check out the Little Shop of Horrors, not even knowing quite what to expect. But somehow I never made it to this particular corner of East London despite fairly regular trips to the art galleries down nearby Vyner Street. It shop has since been given museum status — apparently the first new museum opening in London since 1901!
It is now called the Viktor Wynd Museum of Curiosities, Fine Art and Natural History and combines a slightly more sober exhibition space on the ground floor while the downstairs has been turned into a Wunderkabinett — and cabinets of wonder is exactly what you find once you make your way down the narrow spiral staircase. Actually, sober is probably not the right term as there’s also a bar on the ground floor — the private view of a «Surreal England» exhibition was enhanced by rather strong G&Ts.
The displays seem a random collection of the weird and wonderful with an emphasis on taxidermy. They also have an educational programme, perfect for those who always wondered how to stuff a squirrel or bird — tickets sell out fast!
And there’s lots of rude bits scattered around the displays. As there is no explanation or guidance given and you wander around making up your own stories. The closest you get to experiencing a Victorian fair ground attraction.

When people tell you «London seems to be a normal city, but it’s actually crazy», you don’t believe it.
Then one day you are walking on the road to the broadway market, looking at the shop windows, and hidden between two anonymous shop you see «The Last Tuesday Society». Nice name, isn’t it?!
Enter.
Now you know London is a crazy city!
This place is crazy. It really is. It’s small, stuffed with the strangest things I ever seen in a shop: you can find stuffed animals, skeletons, japanese sexual images, pubic hairs (yes, you read it right), mermaids, masks, reliques…
I can’t really tell you anything else about this place, just pay the 2 £ and enter, you won’t be disappointed!

Hilarious, hidden, curious, eclectic, bizarre. The Last Tuesday Society shop’s collection of oddities is well worth the £2 entry fee!
The Last Tuesday Society is the organisation behind the Masked Ball events held every month or so. The ground floor of this shop sells tickets as well as masks and other accessories for said events. Just beyond the counter however (and accessible via a £2 entry fee) are a set of stairs leading down to what could well be the last effects of that crazy aunt you always wished you’d had.
Stuffed animals. Model warships. Faded military regimental colours. Old paperback guides to coping with your first swingers party. Masses of other stuff.
Just extraordinary. Hilarious. And definitely worth a visit!

Wow, just wow, what a wonderful little cubby hole of a place. The reason i went to the other side of London was to buy cheap (er) tickets for their Halloween ball and what was to be found? Nothing but a veritable menagerie of random stuff, and all.
Everything from rabbit’s feet to bondage rope and what looked like a costume shop in the back. My visit was very brief as I’d parked amazingly illegally round the corner.
What gives it the five stars was, the unique randomness of the place, all these curisities and the fact he gave me a discount on the tickets because I mentioned I was a burner: D

Teeny Tiny store of awesome rusty dead things with a downstairs dungeon of delights.
Ok fine I haven’t actually gone down into the lower level, it costs 2 pounds and the cashier above was being a right wank (just had his tourist spotters on a little too tightly, I’m american but I live here damnit! chill out mannnn)
I just wasn’t feeling up for the adventure because of this snooty pa tooty behind the counter. I was there with a couple of friends and as I ran out of that place one of them struck up a conversation with him about victorian ballroom dancing and the snotty veil was lifted!
I will come back and have a better look and let you know.
I just have to ask the troll his questions three before he takes a shine to me. buwahahahaha «thunder crashes and lightning bolts»
(oh my god the guy was a douche, can’t say it enough, sorry)

I bought a massive tarantula with giant fangs here. He is very beautiful, and don’t worry, he is very dead and safely housed in a box. He has been named Bernard by his new, very proud owner. How can a shop that sells spiders in boxes not deserve 5 stars.
This really is a shop full of amazing curiosities, everything that you never knew you needed, but really, really love. I say love, if you are the type of person who falls in love with a tiny gold bird skull, stuffed animals or antique medical equipment, that is. The place is filled to the rafters with so many amazing things, you really do need to spend a good long while browsing it all.
There are things for all budgets too, but you can really go to town and blow your budget if you don’t reign in your credit card.
The guy who runs the place is a joy, the website is cool, and I am loving the idea of going to some of the lectures advertised on the website some time very soon.
And and and and and (this is really exciting news)…the massive polar bear that used to be in the window of Get Stuffed seems to be here. I found him, the hunt is over. Unless this is an evil twin that is, and the real one is still AWOL… hummm?