Celebrating all that we've left behind... and the nonsense that's clagging up our lives now. Yesterday's stuff today. And today's...tomorrow. Or next week.
Saturday, November 17, 2012
Back to the Sweet Shop - No 1: Black Jacks
Hmmm. I'm not sure, but is it just a little bit possible that this sweet wrapper might have been considered just a tiny tiny bit racist? How did we not spot it? Ahh, the Seventies. Oh dear.
"He's black. He's called Jack. What's the problem? Oh."
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