Tuesday, 23 April 2019
Locked away in my memory bank are these illustrations of Indian Chiefs that were given away inside packets of bubble gum cards over 50 years ago. These little stamps had gum on the back and were designed to be cut away from their yellow frames at the perforations and affixed to the backs of the cards.
I don't have mine anymore, but stumbling on an online image has really stirred up recollections of spending what seemed like ages just looking at these faces.
Perhaps there is someone out there who has researched the artist - and even knows what happened to the orignal illustrations?
Friday, 29 March 2019
Driving along the North Circular Road near the junction leading to the Brent Cross Shopping Centre, I would always enjoy catching a glimpse of Hendon's most special modern building. It was called Endeavour House, a 'flatted factory' which was officially opened on 1st April 1963.
What helped it stand out from the ubiquitous concrete and the tarmac landscape of the A406 were the two mosaics on each of the side panels of the structure. To the left was a multi-coloured pattern of blocks straight out of the Mondrian school, and on the other side a set of black and white blocks that seemed to chime with the Op Art '60s era that this superb building was constructed in.
Sadly it disappeared one day - perhaps sometime in the early Millennium - making way for more car parks and an empty hole where a modernist masterpiece once stood...
|Interior of 'Unit 14', Endeavour House|
Tuesday, 26 February 2019
Here's another batch of vintage postcards which deliberately, or coincidentally, contain a classic British Telephone Box somewhere in the 'picturesque' scene..
It's been about 18 months since my previous two posts on the subject, and inspired by an occasional comment or two from readers who have enjoyed the images, it has spurred me on to highlight more wonderful images of our public telephone box past...
|Holywell Retreat, Eastbourne, East Sussex|
|Hurst Green, Lancashire|
|near Deal, Kent|
|in North Somerset|
Saturday, 12 January 2019
Yes indeed, that's what it says in one of the adverts within a 1974 Marvel Comic published in New York, USA. It's from my copy of The Man-Thing!, a title that I was very fond of when I was around 12/13 years old. Sadly the issue itself is a bit battered and it's incomplete (thus worthless in the collectors market) - so before slinging it in the recycle bin, I thought I'd take a last loving look.
I had forgotten just how weird some of those small ads actually were. Of course there's the classics like the Hypno-Coin and Be Taller in a few weeks, but the Imported Birds for hunting, Repro German Helmets sold by a company calling themselves 'Adolf's', and the Hypnotizing TV Set are extreme oddities that makes me wonder just what kind of advertising control was going on at Marvel back in the 70s?
However if I could play the game of 'what if we could still send off for this stuff?' - I definitely want the Crazy World Ain't It T-Shirt!