When I first arrived at the museum, it was a lot smaller than I expected, the reception was about the size of a bathroom, the gentleman sat at the desk had a quirky outfit to match his mannerisms. After paying he directed us to the beginning of the museum, and showed us the door.
We timidly made our way to the door, and upon opening it, revealed a small windy staircase. The walls were a deep maroon, and the walls were filled with cabinets, and pictures of toys. The cabinets filled with toy related bits and bobs, tiny figurines and puppets. Although it seemed disorganised, everything was immaculately clean and well presented.
The museum consisted of two 17th and 18th century buildings, the floors were uneven and the doorways and windows wonky, but all this added to the character of the whole museum. The bears and dolls in the cabinets all looked like they had had their hay day, and it was wonderful to see the history that is preserved in them. I wonder on occasion what children used to play with and how they were entertained without television and iPads that my generation seems to be obsessed with, and their collection is absolutely extensive.
I especially enjoyed the doll section of the museum, which was right in the rafters, up several winding staircases and a tiny doorway. All the dolls seemed to know you entered the room, all looking at you. It was sad that their playing days were over, and it was funny to see how toys had changed over the years. Most dolls from the past days had teeth it would seem! Whereas nowadays you hardly ever get a doll with teeth.
When taking pictures of the dolls, I tried to achieve eye contact, like I had done in previous shoots of my own dolls.I really enjoyed my day at the museum, it really gave me an insight into the history of toys and dolls, which really helped in my research.