When I first saw it, ( a quick view of butterflies in boxes, fur and bones) I thought it was a stuffed animals shop. But it was stranger then that: people were sitting outside the shop in a round shape, as they were waiting for some kind of particular ceremony. The Last Tuesday Society. Still, i wrote the shop's name down in my little booklet and came back 2 weeks later with the girls.
But what was it?
"The Last Tuesday Society is the place for all the essentials of life that Tesco forget to stock. Quite possibly London’s strangest shop, this store features a wealth of curiosities including such items as shrunken heads, gynecological instruments, creatures in formaldehyde and rabid looking taxidermy." -Sarah Penny (thelondonworld.com)
In fact, this little museum//gif shop is the prolongation of and organization that create public reading and others kinds of strange events. You can read on their website that it's a "Pataphysical organization founded by William James at Harvard in the 1870s and presently run by The Chancellor, Mr.Viktor Wynd and the Tribune, Suzette Field with the aid of The Fellows of The Society" and that "It is devoted to exploring and furthering the esoteric, literary and artistic aspects of life in London and beyond"
Sooo, If you ever wonder to see the biggest mummified human penis, a scalp, strange wood dildos, pussy in formalin, a true fairy bestiary, stuffed cat and puppies for 2 pounds,
This place is for you!!
Before leaving the owner didn't missed the chance to make some cash-money by asking us a big COOL deal: Hé girls! Is any of you want to smell Amy Winehouse pooh? It's 5 quids for a sniff?
SWAG
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