(They say it's got something to do with the horse chestnuts.)
The green badedas waters, which bubble like vintage champagne. The mysterious action of a special extract of horse chestnuts.
The fresh smell of deep green continental forests.
But it's what happens afterwards that counts. To the new, invigorated, re-born you.
What happens? Quite simply. Lebenslust. Which the British, masters of understatement, call joie de vivre.
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Now, I used to bathe in this all the time, and never, not once, did a foxy babe in a white fox tail fur coat land with a white helicopter on my yard. But you never know, it could happen! This ad was in the April issue of the Observer Magazine, 1969.