a magical toy shop in berlin

back in september in berlin, just a couple of doors down from the apartment where we stayed, there was a magical little toy shop.  it was stuffed from floor to ceiling with toys new and old. in the back was a bearded man who sat in a lair repairing toys. he was surrounded by drawers of supplies - eyes, little screws, small wheels, any bit or bob that a toy might need. did you get that? someone was repairing toys? instead of throwing them away! isn't that magical?

the proprietor was a real toy geek. he was intense in that way that only a geek who really burns for his particular geekdom can be. he was such a geek in fact, that i suspect he lived in the back of the shop. and he seemed harmless enough, tho' when he tried to usher us into the basement through an alice-sized tiny door to ostensibly see his collection of east german toys, he did seem slightly less harmless.  we declined.

my favorite bit was his wide selection of little tin replicas of the old-fashioned mechanical toys. i bought several robots and this magical little ferris wheel. it has a key that you wind and then it turns around.

it was the kind of store that gives you hope for the world. hope that it won't all be taken over by the giants - toys r us, wal-mart and the like - hope that there is a place still left in the world for magic. and wonder. and a bit of geekiness. and where they repair toys instead of throwing them out. but maybe that's just berlin.

playing around with vintage toys

it seemed that everywhere i turned at the flea market, there were lovely old toys. and no, i didn't buy any, i only photographed them. and i only got yelled at about it once, by an extremely thick and repulsive angry old man. such a jerk. but i got so many great pictures (including the 3rd to last one of HIS little cars), that not even that encounter could spoil the day.

playing knights(?) and indians

wait, isn't that a civil war soldier?

battle in full head dress

is he doing a ceremonial dance in the midst of the battle?

and the birds apparently looked on.

adored these little trucks.

here are the overpriced old cars belonging to the nasty old man who didn't like my camera.

such a charming little truck.

a bit blurry, but i still had to share these sweet little bikes.

it's funny, i adore seeing the old toys, especially painted metal ones, in the antique places, but i've never begun to collect them. i guess i only collect photos and enjoy imagining all of the little hands and little imaginations that have touched them over the years. such memories they hold.

weekend = time to play!

what's better to play with than replicas of old-fashioned tin toys? seen at den gamle by in århus. and yes, i did get one, it's that fish in the middle of the bottom picture. and it's so cool. it has a little fish inside of it. they really knew how to make toys in the olden days...

hope you have a lovely weekend, one and all...