Inspired by my last post -- as the image is used as the cover of the book I quoted -- I thought I would post this British Second World War poster.
I have always loved it since I first saw it.
This is not least, I suppose, since my mother actually did, during the war, work in an aircraft factory (one that, if I recall correctly, built and repaired Bristol Beaufighters.)
But it's also just beautifully designed.
If I remember her words accurately, my mother didn't take up that job because she was inspired by such a poster or out of some surfeit of patriotic fervour but rather because the labour exchange suggested it to her, after her father forbade her from taking up the other recommended employment: bus conductress.
He was himself a bus conductor, you see, and was concerned, as she put it, about the (im)moral influences to which she might be subjected in such a job.
Though, from her other reminiscences, I didn't have the impression that the factory was actually that much better.