They don't write them like that anymore

A front page ad from the Edinburgh Evening Courant of September 2nd 1869, which hangs on the toilet wall at the Sheep Heid (where we came a shoddy 4th in the pub quiz tonight, having split into two teams - our other half came 2nd to another Wilmington's Cow victory).

'Puffs I would scorn, except in paste' is a line I hereby challenge myself to get back into print within the year.