We've already got an advert from the Cheese Bureau on here, but I couldn't resist this one. She doesn't even look fat! What this ad fails to mention is that cheese has a fat content, so may not be the ideal slimming food at all...

*David Attenborough voice* "Now, here we have a marvellous example of a traditional housewife in the wild: a Llandovery farmhouse, to be precise. Watch her nimble fingers at work as she bakes countless pies for her family, and lovingly lines their arteries with Cookeen."

Ahem. Cookeen is still around, of course, and appears to have made a comeback, due to cookery programmes encouraging us to get our mixing bowls out. Nowadays, Cookeen is owned by Princes, who are based in the Liver Building in Liverpool, rather than in Kildare House in London. The reason why I bothered looking this up was because the company I work for now occupy Kildare House as one of their many London offices, oddly enough.

Yep, just a nostalgia-fest this afternoon, I'm afraid. I remember an Eighties variant of this measuring machine that was automatic. As it closed around my young foot, I remember not being at all sure about the whole idea.

Mmm...bri-nylon. Nothing clever to say about this one: it just caught my eye because of its clear lines and good use of colour. I bet the clothes weren't as nice, though...

Hm. "...the mystery of woman." seems to equate to hiding your hair dye from your husband, lest he discover that you *gasp* age just like he does. Even if you've been married for 17 years.

Eeh, I'm a one.

Suddenly...her belly button disappeared. Was it the 'Tric-O-Lastic'?

I have to say, out of the many fab adverts I've found in the course of doing this site, the ice cream ones are probably my favourite. I adore the packaging, and the sight of all those artificial colourings and flavourings are so evocative of my childhood. Yum!

Oh, piss off.