Ann - Private Collection
/Ann
More from the private collection of Ann out for a trip in the countryside, giving us some very subtle glimpses of her stocking tops. Allowing our imaginations plenty of fun.
Renate Mender
/Call Me Anytime
To an up-and-coming model, vital statistics and a vital agent are both something she can't really do without. RENATE MENDER of West Berlin was happy about her statistics, which were a very nice 36-24-36, but she wasn't quite sure just how vital her agent was.
"Call me anytime," he had said.
So, Renate called him at half-past one the following day. "Do you have any work for me?" she asked.
"Look, cut it out, love," said Mr. Friedleburger, "I'm having me fruit and custard. Where'd I be if I didn't give myself time to eat, eh?"
"Well, you did say call anytime," said Renate.
"Fruit and custard time is uncivilised, beautiful," said Mr. Friedleburger, "but since you have called there's a lovely little modelling job advertising tropical holidays up in the Swiss Alps."
"Oh, thank you so much," said Renate.
"That'll learn her," said Mr. Friedleburger as he put the phone down, "it's perishing up in them Alps at the moment."
Renate, as you can see, is delicious. Mr. Friedleburger is unmentionable.
Spick No 212 - July 1971
Maureen - Private Collection
/Jigsaw Fun With Maureen
Let's start the year with Maureen relaxing on the sofa. What do you think Maureen had for Christmas? Perhaps a jigsaw, as I notice a piece on the floor. I'm sure many of us would enjoy an afternoon completing a jigsaw with Maureen.
Tanith Hope
/Plant Life Addict
Wiltshire girl TANITH HOPE is mad about the cultivation of exotic plants, which proves it's not every dishy young lovely who likes to live next door to a discotheque.
Her unusual name is all her very own, so is her talent for interior decorating. She's got the most vivacious personality and a fresh air complexion acquired through her outdoor activity of hiking and rambling.
If you'd like to ramble with her don't write to us, write to Santa Claus.
Beautiful Britons No 181 - December 1970
Maggie McCully
/Remember
We thought we couldn't take our leave of old readers without bringing to their eyes a photograph of one of the most popular of all our models, MAGGIE McCULLY.
Maggie was an absolute winner all the way and American readers even mailed her bouquets.
Beautiful Britons No 252 - November 1976 (Final Issue)
Maggie McCully's appearance in the last issue of Beautiful Britons brings with it a bittersweet farewell to an era that some may argue had long expired. However, count me as one who disagrees. While we are well aware of the flaws that plagued the 1960s and 70s, one can't help but wonder if our present times are any better. No mobile phones, no internet, no Tinder - just three measly channels on the television. But amidst those limitations, there were tantalizing glimpses of stocking tops, enticing us with a desire for more. Oh, if only today held that same allure. Here's to Maggie and her ToCo comrades, a toast to the days gone by. So, come on, girls, let's reignite that enchantment and bring back the magic.
Gwen Morley
/Ravishing Receptionist
One thing which can often make a visit to the doctor or the dentist a happening of unexpected pleasure, is the right kind of receptionist.
Mostly it's enough if she's terribly sympathetic and ravishingly pretty, and an eye-catching miniskirt helps as well.
Very ravishing is receptionist GWEN MORLEY, who lives in the Midlands and is absolutely just what the doctor ordered to make any male patient feel that if she won't go to a dinner-dance with him he'll shoot himself. Well, something on those lines. A sort of revitalising antidote that'll at least make the patient forget his earache.
Gwen is five feet six and measures 37-24-36, and as you can see from the following pics, is indeed any man's dream of all that he ever wanted.
Spick No 212 - July 1971
Pam Johnstone
/Hot Scott Pants
If any girls can wear hot pants and look like they were meant to look - expressively feminine - it's the bonny Scot birds.
Like PAM JOHNSTONE.
It's a bit of a fraud, really.
Why?
Because Pam's hot Scot pants are just a pair of lovely clinging shorts, she's had in her wardrobe for a couple of years already. She bought them ages ago and sort of went off them as soon as she got them home.
Then those daft fashion people, who were absolutely stuck for a gimmick, put a model into a pair of shorts, someone called them hot pants, and look what's happened now. The whole thing's a send-up.
Pam is laughing herself silly.
Never mind, it doesn't make her look any the less inspiring.
Spick No 212 - July 1971
Jennie Piece
/Secretary Bird
Lovely and chirpy, glamorously blonde and deliciously vital is Secretary JENNIE PIECE, who has just moved from the quiet of a Gloucestershire village into a more urbanised area somewhere in Surrey.
Naturally, all the vital male types down this way were more than interested to know about the movements of this dishy bird or dolly bird or whatever. Jennie is certainly way up on the charts when it comes to qualifying as a secretary bird, which is about the highest you can rate in the eyes of all those who decide if a girl can be classed as a bird at all. You gotta be really dishy or you don't get classed nohow. You just remain a girl.
It can't half be mortifying.
But not for Jennie. She's a top-rated Secretary bird, and any man-about-town would consider it a privilege to have her put an arrow through his hat.
Susan Whiddon
/Perfect Prototype
The fact is perfection is hard to come by. But if you're looking for a girl who is perfectly feminine you can accept SUSAN WHIDDON as the prototype of your dreams.
Susan is sort of creamy and curvy and soft and lovely, which is the way a girl is intended to be, never mind all those emancipated and muscular Russian females who dig up roads and lay whacking great gas pipes.
Down in Plymouth, where Drake stands on the Hoe, looking out to sea, and where the weather is soft and balmy, Susan is busy being beautiful. Well, she models, and you have to be beautiful for that or you don't get past the door.
Of course, if you prefer a liberated feminist whose ambition is to emasculate you while she digs the allotment over, you're very welcome.
Spick No 272 - July 1976
Monika Cann
/Monika
All the way from Switzerland comes MONIKA CANN, and now she's here and making London look brighter than ever we're convinced that we could do with a lot more creamy Swiss birds.
Monika is usually at St. Moritz at this time of the year, either ski-ing down the slopes or skating on the rinks. Now, for a change, she's working in London at a travel agency, and naturally she's sending most of the customers off to Switzerland.
She can send them to Afghanistan as far as we're concerned, just so long as she doesn't go herself.
Beautiful Britons No 232 - March 1975
Jennifer Jay
/Home is Jennifer
Up in the Midlands there's a very nice house which is home for JENNIFER JAY and her husband.
Home is Jennifer.
Because Jennifer is a lovely housewife who gives the place an air of warmth and cosiness. She can cook, sew and do lovely flower arrangements, and she's absolutely gorgeous to look at. Fellers who are opting out of involved situations that lead to marriage on the basis that it's all going out of fashion have been listening to too many tarty actresses and too many Narcissus-type actors.
Marriage is rapture if you can share it with a wife like Jennifer.
Spick No 242 - January 1974
Bridie Goodwin
/Bridie
The last time we featured BRIDIE GOODWIN, she was a confirmed bachelor girl. Then suddenly, wham! There he was, the one who shattered all her feminist resolutions and made her plump for the altar.
Now Bridie is a housewife and young mum, but she still has a delicious yen for being a glamour puss, and still manages to find time to do the occasional modelling. Here she is not very far from her own back garden, and looking pretty nice, don't you think.
Beautiful Britons No 252 - November 1976
Christine Sayers
/A Change From Horses
Earning a living as a glamour model in London is CHRISTINE SAYERS, fair as a cornfield at harvest time.
Christine's parents run a riding school, and Christine finds the glamour world quite a change from feeding hay to horses. And you can't clean out stables week after week without feeling there must be something else in life.
All the same, she often goes home at weekends.
Just for a long spell of fresh air and a gallop or two over the countryside. Keeps a glamour girl looking trim, you know, and jolly healthy as well, what?
Christine is five feet six and measures 37-23-36.
That's trim without being at all flat. And extremely photogenic.
Spick No 272 - July 1976
Marie Graham
/All Right, Just For Fred
Our Fred has always had a gleam in his eye for MARIE GRAHAM, readers' favourite.
So just for Fred- because of all his blarney, which he got from falling down a well in Devon-Marie put on her black nylons and had a town-and-country hairdo. A town-and-country hairdo is one that looks lovely in Bond Street or Farmer King's meadow.
Fred likes black nylons.
"So, there you are, then, like Marie's, do you?'
"Geddoudavit," said Fred, "I'm not telling you; I'm writing to her."
"Oh, passionate, are we?"
Spick No 253 - December 1976
Herta Busch
/Pardon Our Crises
Sometimes we hardly know how visitors can put up with us, what with our politicians and our crises.
It was a relief to see HERTA BUSCH from West Germany finding something to smile about. Was it one of our politicians or one of our crises which tickled her?
"Ha," said Herta, "politicians, no. I tell you, Charley”
"I'm Harry, actually," said the photographer. "Ja, Charley. See, I tell you, I never let politicians tickle me. I laugh more at crises than at politicians, crises more funny than any politician, you think so too, no?"
“You were meaning you never let politicians make you laugh?"
"Ja. I like a good cry when I listen to ours."
"Go on?"
"You too, Charley?" she said.
"Me too. And call me Harry, eh?"
"Sure, Charley. Any time."
Spick No 253 - December 1974