It's still easy to pick up old newspapers, and ones way older than this one that looks to be from the early 80s I think, but something grabs me about this tatty old cutting from a classifieds section.

Aesthetically, it's got monotone, newsprint and texture which are some of my favourite things, so there's that for reasons of enjoyment and reference.

But historically it's a proper little time capsule. Just look closely at the ads, and imagine the thoughts, people and organisations behind them. Remember this is way before the internet, and so the only effective way to sell you business or innovation to a wider audience than in your local area.

Discount health equipment comprising of sun beds, an exercise bike and a home gym, from when 'health' still included a voluntary high doses of dangerous UV.

Wooden loo seats at rock bottom prices! Imagine that being your most valuable stock keeping unit, worth taking out an ad for on its own, alongside a bum pun.

The Kneeling Stalk Stool. Actually, I wouldn't mind trying this for weeding as it suggests.

Prime Scotch Beef instead of socks for Christmas?

Higgens The Butler for all you hired serving staff needs.

And The Institute Of Group Dynamics... "The power of unravelment. The unravelment of power. On-going small/large groups". What on earth was that and who was their audience? I had to look into this one actually, and found what looks like an independent psychologist in North London using the same name, but I wonder if this was actually the old name for the Institute of Group Analysis.

Wonder where these clamps were made?

Wonder how many personalised Christmas stockings they sold? And how many exotic briefs for men?

On the more sinister side, this 'homosexual/lesbian?' ad suggesting people lead 'a normal life Christ' ad voluntarily identify themselves by sending their name and address to a random PO Box makes me feel less fond of these 'good old times'.