And Skulls, Of Course
It’s not an anatomy model, it’s a bedside table lamp. Another bizarre Parisienne shop. I’m now poking about in an ancient catering store that appears to be about two centuries old, and trying to figure out what various kitchen gadgets are for. In the dim and dusty basement I found pots big enough to boil a child in.
Sadly we have virtually no stores left like this in London, having sold the soul of our city to chains all selling exactly the same thing.