Top Five

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Brian's Top Five: A Blast from the ToCo Archives

In a sea of silence, Brian stands tall as the only one to answer my burning question, "Who would be in your ToCo model top five?" And boy, does he have impeccable taste!

So, let's dive deep into the treasure trove of the ToCo archives and unveil Brian's coveted top five girls. Get ready to embark on a sensational journey through the timeless beauties handpicked by our resident connoisseur. It's time to rediscover the magic and allure of these unforgettable ToCo classics!

Brian's Top Five
1. Anne Duke
2. Annette French
3. Jane Rennie
4. Anne Scott
5. Ruth Cavendish

Anne Duke

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Non-Political Nomination

We want to nominate ANNE DUKE for something special. We don't want to nominate her for a political post, as we've gone off politics and politicians.

If we were able to, we'd retire all our present M.P.'s and send them off for a long rest to the Bahamas, where they could lie around and not think of anything except what they were going to get for lunch. In their place a bevy of housewives and a bunch of businessmen could get on with straightening the country out.

We'd like to keep Anne out of all that, however. We'd like to nominate her as an entrant for this year's Miss United Kingdom contest.

Anne has already won some beauty competitions. She's a Welsh girl, by the way, and her vitalistics are 36"-24"-36". If anyone would like to convert those figures to centimetres, they're welcome.

Spick No 174 - May 1964

Anne Duke

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A Picture Of Health

Beauty queen ANNE DUKE is what we call a picture of health.

It helps, of course, to have a figure of 37-24-36, since in the eye of the beholder this gives any girl a good start in the health stakes.

Anne was born in Wales and now lives in Berkshire, where she is able to indulge one of her passions car driving amid miles and miles of quiet countryside.

Driving her Mini is something Anne adores; she just loves to be behind the wheel.

How about boyfriends, then?

Boyfriends (said Anne) are marvellous, because you can always ring them up and have them change a wheel or unclog a carburettor or something. Boyfriends mustn't only be good-natured and dishy; they must also be practical as well.

At twenty-one, Anne is no slowcoach when it comes to assessing the masculine qualities that appeal most to her.

Span No 200 - April 1971

Anne Duke

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How To Keep Our Friends

How To Keep Our Friends

That's if we've got any friends. Some reader wrote us the most unfriendly letter, so we're not sure if anybody loves us at the moment. Still, there was one awfully decent bloke who wrote us about ANNE DUKE and said what a divine creature she was and that he'd love us for ever if we'd only feature her more and more and more. Naturally, if we've got one friend, we'd like to keep him. Anne was very cordial about it all and said she’s tickled to death to be photographed again. No, no, we said, the pleasure will be all ours. After all, let's face it. Anyone on the viewing end of the camera and getting those long, lovely legs in focus can hardly be said to be suffering. You know Anne is a Welsh beauty queen, of course? If you don't, that means you only look at the pictures and don't read the print. Try and persevere. The print isn't as scintillating as the pictures, but it's more educational.

Letter of the Month

Please can we have a little more variety? I don't mean I want to see photographs of shrimp boats or cattle markets, I mean I want you to range far and wide and bring us glamorous pictures of glamorous beauties from everywhere. When do you ever feature Chinese girls? Never. When have you ever featured Indian girls? Never. Have you ever found us a beautiful young thing from Indonesia? No. The Indonesian girls are particularly lovely. I should know. I've been there. Have you been there? You can't have or you'd know what we're missing. I don't think you try hard enough. I think you just sit around and take what comes. I think you're going off, in fact. I can see all the mini-skirted London dollies I like, I live there, and so do thousands of other readers. Shake yourself, please. You can do it. You've only got to start working.

D. B. FRANCIS - Kennington, S.E.11.

What about Mongolian dollies? Just say the word and we'll flip off there and probably never come back. So there.

Spick No 176 - July 1968

Anne Duke

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Seen My Head?

It's serious, said the man invisible from the neck upwards, I've just lost my head. It happened in a trice. I saw ANNE DUKE and lost it as soon as my eyes fastened on her.

Never mind, with a head like you had you're better off without it.

Don't be unkind to him, said Anne, after all, it's rather flattering, a girl likes to feel she's noticed as much as that.

Beautiful Britons No 155 - October 1968

Anne Duke

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All Ready For Christmas

ANNE DUKE, Welsh beauty queen, and just the one we’d like to see most of in a Miss World contest ?

Anne Duke

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Aristocratic Cobblers

Cobblers means codswallop. Codswallop means my eye and Betty Martin. Or drivel. What it all boils down to is that it’s a lot of jazz and junk to imply being aristocratic is indivisible from a pink hat and an Ascot sunshade.

For us ANNE DUKE looks aristocratic all over. Elegant, bewitching and self-assured. Maybe self-designated aristocrats have a butler to help them over a gate to ensure they don’t have trouble with their skirts, but you can’t say an elegant, bewitching and self-assured look doesn’t have an aristocratic aura to it—even when there’s a gate trying to sabotage the elegance.

Anne is Welsh. We don’t know if she can sing but she isn’t half lovely to look at. The man who lives round the next corner to her has gone off his cornflakes and gone on to carrots. He wants to sharpen up his eyesight. “What for?” asked his wife. “Oh, just to make sure I won’t miss anything,” he said.

“What’s anything?” she said. “Oh, you know, birds and flying saucers,” he said.

Anne Duke

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Going Off Bingo

Percy Blake and his wife Dolores were fanatical about bingo, they never missed a session at the village hall. And, bingo, they regularly came up for a couple of quid here and a couple of quid there.

Then a lovely and absolutely delightful girl came to live nearby, the sort any man just can't ignore. Percy went all agog the first time he saw her, and from then on, he was hardly ever out of a kind of trance-like goggle-ment.

You couldn’t blame him. The girl was ANNE DUKE, a Welsh beauty queen, with vitalistics of 36'-23'-36", and Dolores had never looked anything like that.

So, Percy went off bingo. He sat on his front doorstep waiting for Anne to walk by. Dolores didn’t go off bingo. She still went. And she continued to coin the bingo lolly and Percy continued to goggle. It was always a real pleasure to see Anne walk by. He didn’t ever try to date her. Well, what good is it when she’s twenty and he‘s eighty-four?