Boots advertisement circa 1940. To-day notepapers teeter on the verge of extinction. At the time of this advert notepapers were commonly canvassed door-to-door along with other bespoke paper products. All I get at my door is reconditioned yoof selling dusters and the Kabbalah honey trap ( this is a neighbourhood where bottled waters can never be too expensive). I'd be terribly impressed to be knocked-down for some quality vellum instead. Can I get some monograms on that? Possibly this advert marks a time of increasing conscription into the forces naturally culling salesmen from the streets. And look at that! a writing bureau: not too many of those at Ikea.