Diane McCall

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Want To Bet ?

No, Scottish dolly DIANE McCALL isn't a Bunny.

She's just trying out her costume for the local Curling Club's fancy dress ball, and it's all her own work, so there.

Diane is a shorthand-typist and a lover of dancing. She also likes London, Paris and Brussels, and wouldn't mind flying her own plane to and from these cities when the weekend at home is rainy.

No, she doesn't have a plane, not yet. And she hasn't learnt to fly one, not yet. But looking at today's trends, want to bet it won't happen in a year or two?

Beautiful Britons No 227 - October 1974

Christina Frances

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Back To Alma Mater

It was a blushing ex-pupil who went back to her alma mater in the spring. Lovely CHRISTINA FRANCES of Manchester had forgotten how many beans make five and what the French was for, "I'm sorry, but I am otherwise engaged, m'sieu."

Christina travels extensively on modelling assignments, and in a month takes in such places as Tunisia, Spain, Majorca, Corfu and Paris. It's in Paris that confusion sometimes sets in, when an admiring and gallant Frenchman asks for the enchantment of her company to dinner and Christine can't think of quite the right words to tactfully discourage him.

So, when she had a moment or two in the spring, she went back to her college to brush up her French. Having grown into a very shapely lady since she left, she found her old school uniform didn't quite fit. The new sports master was quite delightfully agog, and Christina blushed rosier, especially when he said, "Never mind the French, come and try the parallel bars in our new gym."

Spick No 260 - July 1975

Eve Law and Marie Graham

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What Fun

The one up the tree is EVE LAW. She's delicious. The other one is MARIE GRAHAM. She's corking. There's no denying that the only thing more photogenic than one fascinating bird is a duo of same.

They're having fun in the countryside on a Saturday afternoon. It's a change from chasing up progress reports for the boss. They're both secretaries and both look absolutely ravishing in their minis, besides being prepared to believe men still like to see a bit of the old suspender look. They're both pop fans and some swingy groupie music in the balmy outdoors makes a Saturday afternoon groovy. We didn't have the space to feature all the eye-catching pics we have of the girls, so look out next month for more of Eve and Marie.

Spick No 204 - November 1970

Sandra Pullan

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Study In Application

To go to Italy and speak the language like a native helps to make a holiday free of all kinds of confusion, to say nothing of clarifying the positive and the negative.

So, SANDRA PULLAN is learning the language at her local evening classes. At home in Bradford, she's a study in application, which means she single mindedly gets on with her homework. She wants to avoid what happened to her friend Jemima. Jemima, in Rome, asked a passing Roman where the Coliseum was. She used phrase-book idiom. Next thing she knew the ardent Roman was carrying her off to his mansion across the Tiber and it took her twenty minutes of turmoil to convince him that if he didn't put her down, she'd bite his head off.

Sandra is going to do without any phrase book.

Beautiful Britons No 227 - October 1974

Kay de Lisle

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Something To Smile About

Life is just right at the moment for housewife KAY DE LISLE. There was a slight setback a little while ago when six men came to build a swimming pool in her back garden because she and hubby had only ordered a small indoor aquarium for a pair of goldfish, and the swimming pool have put the house itself in the deep end.

Kay soon sorted that one out. Six men with digging gear and two concrete mixers were no match for one housewife and a pair of goldfish.

Currently Kay's joy is a new boat which she and hubby skim around in at weekends. She lives on the South Coast and boats are lovely for messing about in. She wore a lovely white and blue mini dress on their first excursion, with a sailor hat. Off Poole she fell in. She was on the starboard side and never could tell left from her right. Since then, she wears a bikini and a life jacket.

This is Kay in her mini. Fancy falling overboard in that. How lovely.

Span No 218 - October 1972

Sylvia Ternes

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Say Hello To A Fraulein

As a matter of fact, the first thing Ben Wilkings did say to SYLVIA TERNES when she stepped off the boat train from Dover was hello.

He was carrying a bag for a Dutch aunt of his, who was on her way back to Ormskorms, wherever that is, and as Sylvia came ashore he was so smitten he almost gave up golf for good.

"Hello," he said.

Sylvia, just over from Germany, had been told about the permissive English in terms that nearly made her cancel her visit. She knew (from what she'd been told) that there was only one thing to do. She was carrying her weapon at the ready (just in case) and without hesitation she used it. It was a West German knockberry.

The Dutch aunt looked round as she heard a thud. She saw Ben flat out. "Oh, do get up, she said, "I haven't got all day to catch the boat."

When you're saying hello to a fraulein, you'd expect your Dutch aunt to be on your side if you got conked, wouldn't you?

Span No 212 - April 1972

Susan Benson

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Stopover For Susan

Coming very smartly from the airport is SUSAN BENSON, an air hostess with an American airline.

She has an apartment in London. On her stopovers in London, she likes to put her aching feet up. That's the natural inclination of any air hostess who's regularly on her feet all the way from New York to London.

Susan likes a good book, conversational men, and the theatre.

Beautiful Britons No 205 - December 1972

Bridie Goodwin

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The Day The UFO landed

'I was tucking in me bib and just a-going to unplug me cheese sandwiches.' said Gaffer Haywick, "when something came out of nowhere. knowed it was out of nowhere, like, because I never seen it coming and if it had a been coming my old Sal would have hollered. My old Sal ain't a missed nothing providing she seen it first, like.'

"Ah," said the bobby, taking notes.

"First thing knowed there she was,' said Gaffer, pushing some upset cheese back into place, "and a-sitting on me fence. How she got there I dunno. Flew out of this yere engineering contraption, I reckon. I asked her if she was a Martian and if she was she better not let my old Sal see her, old Sal don't like foreigners. We had one here once, from Little Crumpton, he wasn't nothing my old Sal couldn't have eaten for supper."

"Ah,' said Constable Philpot, "where's this thing she landed in?''

"There,"' said Gaffer, full of cheese.

"That's no thing,' said the bobby, "that's a Jaguar E-Type."

"I dunno what you call it,' said Gaffer, "we ain't ever seen nothing round here except a horse and cart and been here seventy years man and boy."

Poor old Gaffer. Imagine him thinking BRIDE GOODWIN, a secretary from London, was a Martian. What could old Sal have looked like?

Span No 218 - October 1972