1961 Qantas Airlines original vintage advertisement. I hate Qantas. I am an Australian. What I like is peace. And quiet. And ferny places and secret trees. Which is mostly what I've gotten up to now. But not any more. Now I get coos. And goochy-poos. And cameras that click in my face. And that name they call me. Teddy Bear. And Why? Because of Qantas. All because they fly those jets. Six of them. Every single week. From some place called America. |