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A weekly rummage in the attic of sci-fi

Taste the blood-red jelly of Dracula! Ah, did Bram Stoker ever dream that his undead creation would one day slither from his Transylvanian tomb to pimp frozen sugar-rushes to the nation's youth? Here's a wonderful old advert for Count Dracula's Secret, a splendidly lurid ice lolly from the long-lost summers of the '70s (fact: it still seems to be available in Spain!). For more of this sort of thing head on over to the nocturnally nostalgic