A Company of Four

I'm not one to keep a box unopened, but amongst the Horde of Plastic that surrounds me these four entrappies are held in their casements as mute testimony to the folly of the fleshers..

Port & Dogs = Portdogs

While the plastic fantastic of Squeakies have been my mainstay in toy collecting (pics coming soon or see Boiling Point of Plastic post) every now and then a piece of harden ceramic just pulls on the heart-strings and calls out from some overcrowded bric and brac shelf..

These odd fellows are most engaging and I would love to covet more but in this day and age they seem to have found alternate accommodation in pricey 20th Century vintage-hand dwellings. And even there they are well hidden, preoccupied with decantering.

After a night on the Port these are The Dogs That I Let Out...

hoping to one day have little cups for all..

The Great White Bite

This is one collection that I wished I'd been involved with in my childhood, but since that happened two decades before these aquatics crawled into Fission City, I'll have to be satisfied with the occasional find as happened in Lismore of late. Like to thank Cash for increasing my herring swarm to orca proportions, including the fantastic battle car (minus killer teeth) as seen below..
If this interests your tastebuds like any good seafood banquet should, then hit google or jump to this link here to wet your appetite.. then grab some sushimi and settle back to good ol' '90s entertainment!

Now that's way better than Turtles...

Pure terror - even without the teeth..

I'm not sure which came first - these Mattel monstrousniceties or the US TV animated series from 1994, but most likely they went arm-in-arm, reaching for parents pockets like a Great White hunting seal wallets.

So far only two VHS collections of 6 episodes from the 40 produced have fallen into my hands.. but like a binoculared lifeguard, I'm always on the lookout..

Spooky Tooths

As circumstances dictated I ended up jumping off the train at Ashfield last Sunday for lunch (great dumplings) and wandering the main strip collecting some fish for dinner (great John Dory). This is something that I also could not leave behind...

How could they be a choking hazard?..

Boiling Point of Plastic

It's pushing towards 50 degrees and I'm wondering how all the plastic squeakies in the roof are handling the heat...

Squeaks in happier times when they were out of the plastic bags and given street viewing

A mountain digging

An expedition to the Blue Mountains overnight led to the discovery of this rather fetching oriental digging implement from The Leura Toy Shop.

A perusal of Katoomba opshots did not pan out as we spent too much time enjoying the fantastic Leura Toy & Rail Museum, the Trolley Bus route (twice) and the sublime Everglades Gardens for lunch at their Tea Rooms.

Giant Boofhead entrapped at Leura

Maybe some black platter next time I'm up in the hills..

Going underground upcountry

Lismore.. oh Lismore of old - once a thriving opshop destination.. Early January is probably not the prime time to visit, with what looked like a couple of possible excellent diggings closed due to holidays, and those that were open were at once a shot in the arm that the Glory Days have passed with some ridiculous prices (up to $10!) for records that would be a joke at $2 at home.. and that's at a Family Store..
Did manage to extract these VHS from a old school old ladies at the counter type of opper which was well worth the $1 each. That's how I like it..

So.. no black platters on this outing, it wasn't until another expedition into Lismore on the weekend that Kaspar and I were hopeful for more expansion..

Delving into the Underground Market (literally under the major shopping mall) we were rewarded with half a dozen old Hot Wheels (also a KBoy certified HW carry bag - thanks Melissa for the $1.50) and a fine addition to my Street Sharks encampment..

(Street Sharks coming soon..)