I love the eccentricity of the ill fitting Angostura bitters bottle, the label too tall for the shape, yet persevered with. I think the old bottle here is about 25 years old.
Camp Coffee went all PC not long ago, and tried to rewrite history, having the Indian chap sitting alongside the kilted fellow, rather than standing, as shown here. I don't have a replacement bottle to show you, there's still half left in my old one, despite the best before label, reading 1983.
To really go back, these poppadums were repatriated by my father from India in 1946. I've a few left - they're very tasty still.