Where will I buy the likes of flying pigs, fart putty, radio controlled fart machines, whoopee cushions, racing grannies in wheelchairs, and novelty drinking hats now? http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/business-16366088 http://www.hawkin.com/ My daughter's been getting stuff from them (and did this year) as Xmas presents for many years. This is a great loss for kids of all ages.
My daughter had the great idea of slipping it in our rucksacks and setting it off as we passed other walkers. Then she discovered the remote actually opened the doors on a couple of cars. Then she discovered that other people's remotes would set of it off when she had it - even if it wasn't turned on! Makes iwantoneofthose seem sensible. I don't think we were irresponsible in letting her have whatever she wanted from them.
We got our Grannie Racers from Hawkins for something in between those prices, perhaps the likes of Maplin (they send me money off vouchers every couple of months or so) are cheaper, but do you take your kids to Maplin to choose an Xmas present, and do you find Maplin's staff playing with the kid's toys, thus inspiring kids to get them? (even Mrs Scrungee finds Maplin boring). Hawkins has always been a real fun place to shop.
Forget the racing grannies - where on earth am I going to buy my son-in-law's 'Grow Your Own Penguin' now?
HERE for only £2.25 Hawkin's price £3.00 To be honest, I had never heard of Hawkin's Bazaar until two days ago, Its not hard to see why they have gone under.
The door push button for our radio operated doorbell/pager system is now setting off the aforementioned machine - oh what fun we are now having every time somebody calls.
I found that not all the stores closed, I saw one in Exeter recently and there a few more according to their store finder: http://www.hawkin.com/our-shops/shop-finder
And Milton Keynes - my daughter will be pleased. I'm not pleased that her 'machine' is now faulty and wont turn off. I've instructed her not to leave it in our front room in case somebody keeps pushing our door bell thinking somebody's at home because they can hear them f**ting.