Back to the Future
Nostalgia was invented in the late sixties when we discovered William Morris, aspidistras, purple velvet and sideburns. Knotty pine was to follow.
You had to go back to the future.
When I was a kid everyone tried to predict what life would be like in 'The future'.
Nobody bothers now as they know we'll all rot in hell.
This wasn't science fiction it was based on science and I really believed it would all happen.
Anyone remember The Jetsons?
Cities would be covered by a transparent roof which would protect us from the rain (good for Manchester). We would travel in the air by some sort of helicopter or aerial road system and metallic robots would do all our boring tasks. Our clothes would be polyester self cleaning one piece catsuits and we would get all our nourishment from a pill. Jamie, Delia, Nigella and Gordon remained unpredicted.
No one was ever hard up, riding a bike or scruffy. The goldfish bowl on the head seemed to be the prevailing fashion.
(Patti Boyd on the right??)
This was to protect the air hostess's (sic) hairdo.
The top pic (click to read) is fascinating, though I don't think the 'phono vision receiver' is a laptop with internet.
But one thing doesn't change.
Note that the women are shopping, cooking or discussing fashion with a pal.