You don't see this anymore

I remember being given this stuff to eat. I am not so sure it was that pleasant, and I probably resembled the miserable one on the packet.

Legend has it that the photographer got the grimace by placing a rag soaked in ammonia under the child's nose.

I liked to visit my great grandmother because she gave us sweets. We always got sweet cigarettes, made by Barretts. They couldn't sell those anymore.