RDP Sunday: Hobbyhorse

iToy Horse

This is what you get in the stores today if you are looking for a hobby horse. They have “improved” on the design with all sorts of additions like real hooves and bridles and a nice false leather saddle. Gone are the old wooden horses, although not completely. You can still buy them at an exorbitant price as you would only find them in the special stores with handmade items and the real wood and handmade results are definitely more expensive than the plastic artificial machine made horses.

I was never into such toys as a kid and I must admit that my taste went more in the direction of metal objects such as guns and railway sets. In my childhood in the fifties plastic was not so wide spread. I do not even remember any of the kids in my street that actually had a hobby horse. We had dolls of course, although that was also not really my sort of thing. I found it strange treating a dead object as it if was alive and taking it to bed with me never entered my head. I do remember having a golliwog, but today I must almost excuse myself for mentioning this racial object, although mum and dad were never into child psychology and bought what they could afford. However I had a blue teddy bear. All these childhood memories of toys are long ago and none seemed to survive to the present day.

The only hobby horses I remember at home were the horses my dad would place a bet on,  after studying the newspaper lists. My childhood holidays always seemed to be spent in a resort where they had a race course. I was lucky really, I saw the real hobby horses racing on the track against each other as a child, and got the complete atmosphere of the betting stands of the “bookies” and even collected the colourful tickets they issued when someone placed a bet. The disappointed customers would discard them after the race had been run and we kids would take them home afterwards as our trophies. Not that my dad was a betting addict, he just liked to have a little flutter now and again on a horse he fancied and I must add that he really understood the ways of the bet and often picked a winner.

Today I am lucky to live in the neighbourhood of some stables, so who needs a hobby horse when we have the real thing living just across the road.


RDP Sunday: Hobbyhorse

7 thoughts on “RDP Sunday: Hobbyhorse

  1. Boy, is that a glorious horse in your pic! Magnificent!
    My dad who was a man of many, many talents, was a carpenter, but also he designed and made furniture, doll houses, doll shops with all that goes into a shop AND he made a wooden rocking horse after the Wisa Gloria horse. Only ‘his’ was much more beautiful and painted in rather garish colours (he had no money to spare and probably took what paint was there). Said hobby-rocking-horse has now a place of pride in my son’s (large) bedroom, together with a also rather large handmade train set, the latter being made by his father (my ex)….. precious memories! And I had NO idea what a golliwog was, looked it up and now I know! I also had a teddy named Fritzli, he had a very hard long nose, he would be worth a fortune now but I think I loved him to death – he disappeared from this earth and I have no idea if he got thrown away or, more likely, was secretly given to another child (the reason was always: he/she needs it more urgently than you do. You are too old for it now…. – cruel, I know 😉 – but apart from those examples, we were well treated!)

    Liked by 1 person

    • It was a Migros horse I saw in the store, nothing really special. Those hand made horses are wonderful pieces and almost a shame to use them as a toy. We have a brio train set at home that we got for the kids. They are now ready to be transported back to No. 2 son as he now has two children that can definitely use them.

      Liked by 1 person

      • oh YESSSSSS – we bought our son a Brio train & building set too – fabulous wooden toys. The material itself is so great, warm, good to hold in the hands, ‘living’. And the great thing is these toys are indestructible, children and grandchildren can still enjoy them.

        Liked by 1 person

  2. My mum told me that they had a Victorian rocking horse in their school in the mid to late 50’s which all the children loved.
    The headmaster used to ‘accidentally’ find an apple in his jacket pocket and pretend to feed it to the horse and the apple would miraculously disappear.

    Liked by 1 person

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s