I have had the grating noise of a chainsaw outside my window all day. I wasn’t close enough to enjoy the comforting smell of the two-stroke fumes, hence I had all the irritation of the noise, with none of the usual pleasantry of the smell of hard work, man and machine as one. It hasn’t been all bad today though, I have spent a vast majority of it on full table, a site brimming with delights.

It’s a collection of images, cuttings, scans, adverts, pictures, postcards instructions, signage. Everything and anything, and all to further the understanding of the Visual Narrative. The visual telling of stories.

The above image, from the section ‘Post Office Advertising 1939’ ranks at the top of my favourites, but there are still many more, no doubt, which I am yet to find.

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