tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318002462024-03-13T16:24:55.385+01:00Time And OftA blog about things that I'm interested in and I'm interested in a lot of things (But the postcards took over).Anjihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02562210585479814093noreply@blogger.comBlogger332125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31800246.post-92030494872388633942024-02-23T15:49:00.000+01:002024-02-23T15:49:37.726+01:00A view of Lainville<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsbpIqBr8FhU0eLMrVrstG2jv-gMs4O4DAoSluopDCvzlhCIOZG75Db39pTmmSTlQAgYmR04P1SZqdoeTGggFswGEemsC36bHVc3Y7SLORoqGyJHX9Losc9qKPF6pY2Z-hFrifehon4y9b0q1NBrbwoPQsGc6PUSk0JZNx3iSf-xKp6_D31Y9ATA/s1518/Lainville%20vue%20generale%20attelage%20bis%20.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1002" data-original-width="1518" height="211" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsbpIqBr8FhU0eLMrVrstG2jv-gMs4O4DAoSluopDCvzlhCIOZG75Db39pTmmSTlQAgYmR04P1SZqdoeTGggFswGEemsC36bHVc3Y7SLORoqGyJHX9Losc9qKPF6pY2Z-hFrifehon4y9b0q1NBrbwoPQsGc6PUSk0JZNx3iSf-xKp6_D31Y9ATA/s320/Lainville%20vue%20generale%20attelage%20bis%20.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p>Lainville-en-Vexin is a village not far from Paris, I think this is a charming way to present a view of the village. If you look closely at the carriage, you'll see a bicycle hidden behind. I like to think that the photographer perhaps stopped the carriage and asked if they would pose for a photograph, </p>Anjihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02562210585479814093noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31800246.post-89527280640357685352023-08-15T15:25:00.000+02:002023-08-15T15:25:09.239+02:00Colouful costume<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgemT-_4RXotUfg_sWUzcAnSRtTfKahFkY8G5IgcVm5nG5cN6TCGfD7__u7urzcO1x9ZQd3MD5LL998e0LRSBU0PDzHH1xqyYDmVSe3f12L_tqZ0ISdO2xB8BA4juTh0CLvQ5J0KX0uRFuyai_Q9l4CWWmtaU_SLgzGOH9dQmLjWzVMhGJtPxFq5w/s2013/slovakia%20costume%20recto%20verso.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1203" data-original-width="2013" height="191" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgemT-_4RXotUfg_sWUzcAnSRtTfKahFkY8G5IgcVm5nG5cN6TCGfD7__u7urzcO1x9ZQd3MD5LL998e0LRSBU0PDzHH1xqyYDmVSe3f12L_tqZ0ISdO2xB8BA4juTh0CLvQ5J0KX0uRFuyai_Q9l4CWWmtaU_SLgzGOH9dQmLjWzVMhGJtPxFq5w/s320/slovakia%20costume%20recto%20verso.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p><br /></p>Here is a lovely illustration of a Slovakian costume. We had several beautiful postcards by this illustrater. This is the last one left. Our future daughter-in-law is Czech and one of her grandmothers is Slovak, so I'm hoping to give it to her as a present.<p></p>Anjihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02562210585479814093noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31800246.post-61414460480495344782022-09-12T12:08:00.007+02:002022-09-12T12:08:40.672+02:00Roses<p> I chose this postcard because we haven't had many real flowers around this year. This is an embossed postcard. Roughly translated the inscription reads "Sent from a friend of the heart".</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_2Fgt02ZXUcacxjoHxUZQhrv_h0XtIErcup43e8lIBaNeizq9T4E6uDdyrbSQMdkqxv-OiXZVch00lpGG2eFcI4bU07wR4ojc13bWx3qm2V1bdsrnrDWrCWyovDnEcehIa-c5h9f3Tu7BH1Rvt0U1E2rTK6bBi4f5b0uOAgvNTJSS_zR72Q8/s1152/Roses%20gaufrees%201488x.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="900" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_2Fgt02ZXUcacxjoHxUZQhrv_h0XtIErcup43e8lIBaNeizq9T4E6uDdyrbSQMdkqxv-OiXZVch00lpGG2eFcI4bU07wR4ojc13bWx3qm2V1bdsrnrDWrCWyovDnEcehIa-c5h9f3Tu7BH1Rvt0U1E2rTK6bBi4f5b0uOAgvNTJSS_zR72Q8/s320/Roses%20gaufrees%201488x.jpg" width="250" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p>Anjihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02562210585479814093noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31800246.post-45127228706395104652022-02-20T11:01:00.000+01:002022-02-20T11:01:04.192+01:00The Casino at Mont-Doré<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEi7i74dZskJJZpcyk0W-JcK3HfQ1olyRmdFI8-zo06WMVRrv6HWSEomt-CHeYBxPXGs-tHiVQg6jc1qx-k1m_Bq5isvHW0PoAIJ1tZYxVRgqDcNvhY71PIARS1IBLM5H91TAdy0jOR8-E4zv1igXMApKyjgglu29DTWjM6ICyuTJ0eB5rSbZZc=s1044" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="646" data-original-width="1044" height="198" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEi7i74dZskJJZpcyk0W-JcK3HfQ1olyRmdFI8-zo06WMVRrv6HWSEomt-CHeYBxPXGs-tHiVQg6jc1qx-k1m_Bq5isvHW0PoAIJ1tZYxVRgqDcNvhY71PIARS1IBLM5H91TAdy0jOR8-E4zv1igXMApKyjgglu29DTWjM6ICyuTJ0eB5rSbZZc=s320" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p></p><p class="MsoNormal">Casinos in the past were very different to our idea of a
casino today.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Wealthy people would go
to places like Mont-Doré to take the water cure. There is still a <a href="https://www.casino-montdore.com/" target="_blank">Casino at Mont-Doré</a>.<o:p></o:p></p><br /><p></p>Anjihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02562210585479814093noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31800246.post-60357364704099852582021-02-10T17:48:00.000+01:002021-02-10T17:48:07.760+01:00Nestor Moehr, Perfumerie de Monte Carlo<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUKUpsjzIfpo9AV0ZRNAhyjc4KAa9O3Gmgw1WkHUpEMqqS1DQrMIkWSO7zehm8oC9_cQkhyh7fsl8ZnlUpxc4XWCkARRjXULsNrrm6upOaFS8jbhNMNkD1y-yJOPSgM6-QDtJCrQ/s1009/Parfumerie+de+monte+carlo+Lotus+bleu+pub+bis+600B.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="648" data-original-width="1009" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUKUpsjzIfpo9AV0ZRNAhyjc4KAa9O3Gmgw1WkHUpEMqqS1DQrMIkWSO7zehm8oC9_cQkhyh7fsl8ZnlUpxc4XWCkARRjXULsNrrm6upOaFS8jbhNMNkD1y-yJOPSgM6-QDtJCrQ/s320/Parfumerie+de+monte+carlo+Lotus+bleu+pub+bis+600B.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSzWclSk5obEKY6gBG-6V_FnHDtgd4myVKILimO8p8U8mMcgfIUwhZH6UhXD4-QXcrbKn_N6LwTXY2vMFDIy5h6wYF_b7E7QkQBK9CpYvvDNFvFNvHP-byY1p1L4kOKzm3ym-o7A/s1017/Capucine+Nouveau+parfum+parfumerie+de+monte+carlo+recto+600B.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="672" data-original-width="1017" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSzWclSk5obEKY6gBG-6V_FnHDtgd4myVKILimO8p8U8mMcgfIUwhZH6UhXD4-QXcrbKn_N6LwTXY2vMFDIy5h6wYF_b7E7QkQBK9CpYvvDNFvFNvHP-byY1p1L4kOKzm3ym-o7A/s320/Capucine+Nouveau+parfum+parfumerie+de+monte+carlo+recto+600B.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p class="MsoListBulletCxSpFirst" style="margin-left: 0cm; mso-add-space: auto; mso-list: none; tab-stops: 36.0pt; text-indent: 0cm;">Nestor Moehr was a creator of
perfumes. The perfumes Lotus Bleu and Capucine were only two of his creations.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Looking online for information I found an
empty Lotus Bleu perfume bottle and a boxed bottle of unopened perfume from the
1930s. I wonder what it would smell like today.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoListBulletCxSpLast" style="margin-left: 0cm; mso-add-space: auto; mso-list: none; tab-stops: 36.0pt; text-indent: 0cm;">I also found<a href="https://cleopatrasboudoir.blogspot.com/2014/08/parfumerie-de-monte-carlo-n-moehr.html" target="_blank"> a very interesting blog post</a> on Nestor Moehr , Perfumerie de Monte Carlo.<o:p></o:p></p>Anjihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02562210585479814093noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31800246.post-46431777968563489722017-11-19T14:23:00.000+01:002017-11-19T14:23:03.151+01:00Poulbot's children<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Three postcards illustrated by Francisque Poulbot for the “Ligue National contre le Taudis” (League against squalor) which came into being in 1927.<br />
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Here you see children discussing the size of fleas, a pig in the larder, and two children talking about the dreadful smell in an apartment being two dead rats under the mattress. They are beautiful but heart breaking postcards.<br />
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Later ‘Poulbot’ became the name for the poor children of Montmartre; descendants of the original children that inspired his paintings.
Anjihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02562210585479814093noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31800246.post-72987298694291658312017-05-03T17:32:00.000+02:002017-05-03T17:32:05.579+02:00Catskill Mountains<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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This card was posted to France in 1935. A lovely sunset in the Catskill Mountains in New York State. Apparently it was a popular destination for New Yorkers in the mid twentieth century and is popular with painters writers and musicians even today. The mountains are no stranger to the film industry featuring in Woodstock, Tootsie, Dirty Dancing, Casper Meets Wendy, to name a few.<br />
Information taken from <a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Catskill_Mountains" target="_blank">Wikipedia</a>Anjihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02562210585479814093noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31800246.post-6040321210071857672017-03-28T13:00:00.001+02:002017-03-28T13:00:59.251+02:00To the roots of the wondrous<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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This postcard was published in 2001 to publicise an exhibition of the work of Aristide Caillaud who died in 1990 at the age of 88. He started to draw as a prisoner of war in a camp near Dresden in the early 1940s.<br />
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The painting here: “Aux raciness du merveilleux” which I translate as, “To the roots of the wondrous” is typical of his work. If you search for his name using Google images you’ll find a wealth of incredibly colourful images.
Anjihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02562210585479814093noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31800246.post-78843038199725783162017-02-20T16:37:00.000+01:002017-02-20T16:37:01.521+01:00Vichy<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Two postcards from Vichy. Vichy is a spa town and the baths have been a popular destination since the 17th century. These two could almost be landscape paintings.Anjihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02562210585479814093noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31800246.post-9320962261722145002017-01-15T16:19:00.003+01:002017-01-15T16:20:55.796+01:00Deux ChâteauxI recently put these two postcards into our store. I like slightly different views, especially with people included:<br />
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Château de la Tour is a Hotel nowadays so if you find yourself in Cannes looking for a hotel….
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Château des Neuf Clefs. Nine Keys: what a lovely name! I looked online to see if I could see what it looks like today. Unfortunately it is no longer there, although there is still a part of the town known as Neuf Clefs.</div>
Anjihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02562210585479814093noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31800246.post-66778856794743781842016-11-21T15:05:00.001+01:002016-11-21T15:05:58.430+01:00Children doing what children do<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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These children are busy building sandcastles on the shore. It doesn’t matter where you go, or indeed when, there is always construction going on if there are children (and adults too!) on a beach. I hope that they finished before the tide came in.Anjihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02562210585479814093noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31800246.post-89054641601837172392016-10-20T17:08:00.003+02:002016-10-20T17:08:37.909+02:00Time for a snack<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Four happy rabbits with fresh carrots to eat. These four date from around 1901 when the postcard was sent.Anjihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02562210585479814093noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31800246.post-64344115671185646042016-07-02T15:38:00.000+02:002016-07-02T15:38:18.299+02:00The Dormitory<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Sometimes things just come together: One of the retired ladies that come to the house for conversation attends ‘old girl’ events that are held for ex-pupils of the school she attended. This postcard came to my attention recently, taken around 1900 it is the dormitory of a school.<br />
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This week I showed her a scan of it when she arrived and she confirmed that it was her old school. Not only that… Last week she attended an old girls lunch and they were discussing the bombing during the war. The school is situated close to a railway line. The dormitory was bombed during WWII and some of the girls and nuns were killed. Someone was at the reunion who was a pupil at the time and she remembers a mother arriving and taking her daughter away from the school just before. The mother told the nuns that she had had a dream about the school being bombed. The old girls discussed this and decided that the mother had probably been warned by resistance members – perhaps!Anjihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02562210585479814093noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31800246.post-57833638005432430232016-06-06T17:15:00.000+02:002016-06-06T17:15:16.825+02:00The lesson<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I think most of us have done this when we were small: Teaching teddies, dolls and even little sisters (if I could get them to sit still for long enough). Looking back on those games, I realize that half of the fun was in preparing the game; making little copy booklets, finding pencils for everyone, writing out the lesson on the blackboard….Anjihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02562210585479814093noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31800246.post-40742408863925583352016-05-22T17:26:00.000+02:002016-05-22T17:26:19.197+02:00Postcards from the UK<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Occasionally we buy postcards when we’re in the UK. Here are a couple of birthday postcards we found last year.Anjihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02562210585479814093noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31800246.post-18557757208414722342016-03-23T14:45:00.000+01:002016-03-23T14:45:23.965+01:00Happy Easter!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I wish you a very Happy Easter with lots of chocolate. It’s been a long winter so let’s hope that this weekend is a turning point for the weather.Anjihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02562210585479814093noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31800246.post-66837734074082474592016-03-12T17:11:00.000+01:002016-03-12T17:11:46.150+01:00Bessé-les-Echelles<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I think that this postcard is the photographer’s idea of a joke. There is no such place as Bessé-les-Echelles (Echelle = ladder), the village is called Bessé-sur-Braye. Each house has a ladder leading to the upper window. I wonder why. Were the houses built without stairs to the upper floor? I looked around on Google earth and although I found some houses of similar architecture; I didn’t find this particular row.Anjihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02562210585479814093noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31800246.post-82753447562397188742016-03-02T15:15:00.000+01:002016-03-02T15:15:50.869+01:00Raphael Tuck and Sons<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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In 1866, Raphael Tuck and Sons started printing pictures and greeting cards in London. In 1893 Queen Victoria granted the firm the Royal Warrant of Appointment, which was continued by future sovereigns. Their first postcards were produced in 1900.<br />
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They produced many sets of illustrated postcards by notable artists of the time. Including sets of their famous “Oilette” postcards; some of which are textured to look and feel as if they have been painted in oils. I’ve written about <a href="http://timeandoft.blogspot.fr/search?q=tuck" target="_blank">Tuck’s postcards</a> in the past.<br />
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These two postcards, illustrated by B Cobbe and posted around 1907, were published as part of a set by the Parisian branch of the company.
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For a furniture depot in Bordeaux. I wonder why they chose this picture as an illustration. Perhaps their chairs are especially comfortable?Anjihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02562210585479814093noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31800246.post-24515149736263170152015-12-22T20:49:00.000+01:002015-12-22T20:49:01.955+01:00Merry Christmas!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Two portraits of a little girl. I can't read the dates on the postmark but my guess is between 1905 to 1913.Anjihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02562210585479814093noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31800246.post-88097228085183530732015-11-11T13:51:00.000+01:002015-11-11T13:51:03.893+01:00November 11thSearching through postcard images on my computer for today 11th November I found plenty: Pictures of soldiers, pictures of ruins, pictures of cannons, pictures of battlefields, pictures of graves… Here are just a few:<br />
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<b>Soldiers dream</b><br />
I dreamed kind Jesus fouled the big-gun gears;<br />
And caused a permanent stoppage in all bolts;<br />
And buckled with a smile all Mausers and Colts;<br />
And rusted every bayonet with His tears.<br />
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Wilfred OwenAnjihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02562210585479814093noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31800246.post-40092999794597820512015-10-21T15:03:00.002+02:002015-10-21T15:03:32.669+02:00I'd keep these!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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If I had the choice, this is a pair of postcards that I would keep for myself. I love the way in which they've been coloured. Such a pretty little girl too.Anjihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02562210585479814093noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31800246.post-5816918417684019142015-09-27T16:38:00.000+02:002015-09-27T16:38:11.732+02:00Posted before 1900<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Two postcards from Paris posted before 1900. There aren’t many postcards that have survived this long.<br />
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The Moulin Rouge opened in 1889, just 10 years before this postcard was sent. The second postcard of Les Invalides was posted in 1898.Anjihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02562210585479814093noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31800246.post-47087117399121943712015-08-16T14:22:00.000+02:002015-08-16T14:22:32.551+02:00Celluloid postcards<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Four celluloid fantasy postcards. These are quite common, as objects made from celluloid were fashionable for a while. They seem to have been quite versatile. Here we see gold printing, collage, glitter, scalloped edges and the card in the bottom righthand corner looks to be very skillfully hand painted.<br />
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Celluloid is considered as the first plastic and was widely used as an ivory replacement. It was used in the film industry until replaced by acetate films in the 1950s. Table Tennis balls are made of celluloid!
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