As a teenager I got in to “The art of paper folding” as it was commonly known back then. Or to the uninitiated Origami. I would spend hours sat at the table with my perfectly square pieces of paper ready to be turned in to mystical beasts, boxes and everything in between.
I think the creator of the book I used was called Robert Harbin and he must have died in the mid 18th century as I remember the dog eared cover of the jumble sale purchase.
But back then there was nothing like the book in the top left corner. If this had been around when I was paper folding our living room would have been full of paper porn. I wonder what my parents would have said as they walked in on me carefully folding a paper pussy. lol