Those old adverts gave us lots of fun
It’s good to read there is a museum dedicated to old adverts as today’s offerings leave me cold.
Nothing but noise and hype and a feeling of what was that all about. Cars that do everything but pay for the petrol.
We could relate to adverts in the past. The lovely Oxo family, especially a wet picnic in the car by the sea, and we followed their lives with interest.
The chap dressed in black who would enter his lady’s bedroom at night, leaving chocs. I would find that scary despite the box of Black Magic.
I loved the Smash potato men who found it hilarious we would peel, cook and then smash the potatoes to pieces. I wish I still had the little rubber model to hand on to my little grandson.
There was cheerful Captain Birds Eye with his fish fingers, and the lovable PG chimps having their tea parties.
We watched lovely Nanette Newman telling us hands that do dishes could be as soft as your face ( no rubber gloves) and wouldn’t have minded looking like her.
Lovely Shane Richie with his gaggle of house wives telling us to use Daz for brilliant whites, which I still do.
Then who wouldn’t dance around the lounge with the Shake n Vac putting the freshness back into the carpet?
After buying The Vinegar Book I did have a period of cleaning with white vinegar until the family constantly commented the house smelled like a fish and chip shop.
We must not forget the father and daughter who both sneaked off on secret assignations.
We did not always rush out and buy every product but the adverts were fun to watch at the intervals between programmes.
Bring them back and kill off Money Supermarket please!