December 2009

31st December 2009 / Comments (0)

I always say please to Player's...

Ahem. Well. It's not quite the famous 'Only a Camel Can Satisfy Me', but it's close. And with that bit of slightly pathetic double entendre: Happy New Year!


29th December 2009 / Comments (3)

More Corsetry!

Overindulged at Christmas? This is an early version of the girdle, it seems, judging from the 'NuBack panel'. What really amused and puzzled me was the sentence "...the lightly boned overbelt controls your diaphragm the way you've always wanted." Eh? Call me Miss Picky, but I'd rather do that myself.

Also, check out the cloudy ammonia as a water softener! Who knew?


26th December 2009 / Comments (4)

Mr Therm

To continue the gas theme: the Gas Council were certainly busy in 1957, weren't they? What really intrigues me, though, is 'Mr Therm and the Whispering Fish invite you to Fish Week at the Tea Centre, Regent Street, SW1.' Eh?


24th December 2009 / Comments (0)

Noel's Christmas Presents

Many, MANY thanks for Pleasant Fieldmouse on NOTBBC for posting this YouTube link to a '70s British Gas ad (note to foreign readers: British Gas was, at this time, a nationalised concern, and there were many showrooms across the UK, where the regional divisions of British Gas would sell their products. British Gas was in competition with the state-owned electricity boards for consumer energy needs.)

The appearance of the then Radio One Breakfast Show host Noel Edmonds is a treat, and the discogoers singing the 'Cookability' jingle just tops it off, frankly. Merry Christmas!


22nd December 2009 / Comments (8)

An internal deodorant?

Regular readers may remember this Amplex advert, where I poo-pooed the idea of taking deodorant pills. Dear reader, I was WRONG, SO WRONG. I honestly can't imagine how an internal deodorant would work, or how it wouldn't wreak havoc inside the body. Also, check out the wording of an advert that was most likely written by men, for a product most likely developed by men...


19th December 2009 / Comments (12)

PROPER toilet roll...

THIS IS IMPORTANT! We've passed right over emotional blackmail here and gone to all-out panic, it seems. Although Izal is still on sale, it's never beaten soft toilet paper in British affections, despite shrill adverts like this. On the contrary, there's few people who remember it fondly from the days when it was used in public and school toilets, as this set of reviews proves. According to some posters, there's a special knack to getting the best out of Izal, but it does rather seem like a lot of work, and folding it into three would negate the less 'wasteful' claim of the advert. Frankly, a proper hand wash sounds like a better idea to me.


18th December 2009 / Comments (7)

Bile Beans

One thing I noted whilst reading my magazine collection was the sheer number of constipation remedies advertised in them. The fifties magazines were particularly obsessed, which puzzled me at first, until I considered the traditional British diet. Given that the British digestive system used to be faced with so much stodge, it's no wonder men used to take a newspaper to the toilet, and that comedy from the era often contained references to castor oil, a common stimulant of the bowel. A whole nation, desperate for a poo: that's what made Britain great.


15th December 2009 / Comments (1)

Aquasan

Well, quite. It sounds like the people behind Aquasan won't be happy until you're able to lick the bowl. Her expression suggests that she's given that a try.


13th December 2009 / Comments (4)

The Evening Ice Cream

I recall a documentary about the 1980s claiming that it was the era of 'adult' ice cream in the UK, what with Haagen Dazs bursting onto the scene with their racy adverts, but, as ever, this was to oversimplify the trend. The development of 'complete sweets' clearly inspired ice-cream manufacturers to ape more complex desserts, and so tap into the more demanding adult market. The organic movement of the '70s may well have inspired the likes of Ben and Jerry's, but it's interesting that there's still a large market for the descendants of the products featured here, for those of us with smaller budgets. After all, the mighty Viennetta's still in UK supermarkets...


12th December 2009 / Comments (5)

Nerves?

Crikey, this is the advertising equivalent of shouting "GET ON WITH YOUR BLOODY WORK AND STOP MOANING!" in some poor woman's face. Note that no-one's casting doubt on whether the husband's the same man she married, probably because, well, yes, he IS: because when he got married, all he did was swap his mum for his wife, with regular sex as an added extra. And if his wife wasn't happy with that? Well, it must be HER fault...