There’s something about vintage books, isn’t there? That musty smell, the unintentional humour and the irresistible pull of nostalgia.

This collection of vintage Ladybird books from the 1960s and 1970s was recently donated to our village’s Little Free Library.

Here we have a charming set of classic stories…

…while here we have men doing “men’s jobs”. Where are the women? Oh look! A TARDIS!

Random Important Things.

More Random Things. Why is the rabbit flying through the air on a green umbrella? What did Mick do that was so bad?

My favourite book from this collection, though, is this one: Danger Men.

Let’s take a look inside…

So far it looks like an everyday tale of tightrope walking over a bay; I mean, who hasn’t done this?

Oh, look! Now we’re under water in a nuclear submarine. Why? Because it’s dangerous, you see! Are you brave enough to go there?

The message here seems to be: you’re not a real man unless you drive very fast and crash your car.

But wait! What’s this? A naked woman has gone fishing. Naked women can be dangerous too, kids, so watch out!

These books haven’t aged terribly well, have they? It seems very fitting that Ladybird books from this era have been parodied so much.