Anne Scott and Pamela Johnson

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It's True

Girls like ANNE SCOTT and PAMELA JOHNSON really do go for those mod longs, and we’re as surprised as you.

Linda Farmer

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Hi, Lovely

That is lovely, isn't it, that smile from behind the badminton net in the back garden?

Has anyone thought what would happen to all those well-kept back gardens if everyone decided to drop out and live in the woods?

We don't want LINDA FARMER to drop out.

There are some household names we wouldn't worry about, but we'd like to keep Linda where she is. Which is where the rest of us are, in the thick of life's turmoil and still coping.

And, as Linda says, there's always a fortnight or so every year when you can go off to France or Spain or Austria or Holland and enjoy watching them coping in these countries. It's always illuminating.

Beautiful Britons No 227 - October 1974

Jackie Dawson

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Jackie

LONDON girl with curves all her own is JACKIE DAWSON, for whom bus drivers pull up without any more fuss than a violent squeal of brakes.

Jackie has statistics of 39"-24"-38" and is currently one of the most curvaceous models we know.

Span No 92 - April 1962

Christine Kelly

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Christine Kelly - Mystery

Christine Kelly – Can anyone out there provide any more information on this lovely looking lady.

Monika Buike

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Coming or Going?

If you aren't quite sure whether MONIKA BUIKE is getting out of the car or getting into it, we aren't, either. And neither is Monika. Well, the German strasse was a little crowded, and it's an undeniably leggy business getting out of these modern cars. Or getting in.

Beautiful Britons No 106 - August 1964

Nicola Taylor and Marie Graham

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Sunshine Snaps

It was one of those lovely days which called for a camera to record what sunshine can do for the subject.

And our glamour girls NICOLA TAYLOR and MARIE GRAHAM took turns to put each other on record and to say 'cheese'. Marie said 'pickles' once and Nicola said it didn't look as good as cheese.

"I know," said Marie, "but when I think of cheese I always think of pickles too."

Spick and Span Extra No 55 - Summer 1975

Gila Golan

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Is It All There?

Naturally, the first question that sprung to the mind of the man standing by the swimming pool was directly in relation to the engaging swimsuit worn by GILA GOLAN.

Is it all there?

He wasn't sure, you see, whether bits of it had fallen off.

Well, they hadn't. It was specially designed to show off Gila in an underwater scene for the film "The Animal" and Gila herself thought it entrancing.

The man standing by the swimming pool thought it sensational.

So much so that he fell in.

No one bothered to fish him out. They were all asking Gila out to lunch. In an aquarium so that she could wear her swimsuit.

How about buying one just like it for your girlfriend?

Spick No 168 - November 1967

Fiona Hampshire

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Cute Miss Canute

Emulating the hopeful king of ancient tradition, FIONA HAMPSHIRE has no better luck. But the beauty of this beauty is that she doesn't care half as much as good old Canute. He was considerably put out, but Fiona just finds the wet waves a matter for a shivery giggle. Fiona, a finalist in the Miss Bognor Regis contest, is a fashion model, who likes horses, ten-pin bowling and photography. What she is good at is painting and usually sells each canvas as she completes it.

Beautiful Britons No 120 - November 1965

Lucille Esterhazy

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From Paris To London

"Ah, mon ami," said the French bird to the London taxi driver.

"Darling, I'm all yours," said the cabbie, thus giving the lie to the suggestion that his fraternity are inclined to be a bit boorish.

“I am to go to Bayswater,” she said.

“Jump in, doll,” said the cabbie.

“First,” said LUCILLE ESTERHAZY, who had come over from Paris to live in London, "here is my big bag and my small bag, also my portmanteau please to put them in the taxi for me.' The cabbie nearly did his coconut at this, but Lucille with her green eyes and her French mini took him out of his turmoil with the sweetest smile, and off they went to Bayswater with the taxi piled like a pantechnicon. And when he was unloading his cab, he ventured a chivalrous proposition.

“Like me to show you the town one night, Fifi?”

“How gallant,” said Lucille, “but I am not Fifi, I am incognito.”

“Incog who?”

“It means I remain not at home to strange men,” said Lucille.

“I'm not strange, I'm Harry,” said the enthusiastic cabbie.

‘So? Ah, we have met only to part,” said Lucille. “Au revoir, Arry.” “So long, doll,” said Harry, who knew when to remain inscrutable. Still, she did wave him goodbye.

Lucille works as a receptionist in London and is having a lovely time, thank you.

Span No 200 - April 1971