Sadie Lydon

Shapely Sadie

All the way from Wiltshire comes shapely SAIDE LYDON to sweetly illustrate that the reason why young men still go West is not so much for gold-which is somewhat over-staked, anyway-as for curves. If Sadie stayed on the beach in a bikini all day, be honest, fellers, wouldn't you miss lunch just to keep her continuously in focus? Anyone who wouldn't is a miserable gourmand who marches through life on his stomach.

London may be bursting with beautiful girls, but it's still all eyes on one like Sadie as she trips jauntily down Shaftesbury Avenue to see her agent.

Span No 102 - May 1962

Cleo Simmons

No Hiding Place

There was all this flowery fauna and flora around, but there still wasn't enough to conceal CLEO SIMMONS when the fox hunters came galloping by just at the moment when Cleo was going to sunbathe. She could have dived for cover into the ferns, but that would have been too ticklish, so there she was, and all the masculine riders were yelling "Tally-Ho, Cleo!" and all the feminine ones were yelling "No, this way, you fools." It was the afternoon the fox got away and the masculine huntsmen all got beaten over the bonce by the feminine ones.

Spick No 186 - May 1969

Spick and Span 2000

Melissa and Lucy Take a Shower.

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Laurie Sands

Cooling Off

When it was all hot and goosepimples were something, you didn't think could happen,

Battersea model LAURIE SANDS found a nice shady spot in which to sun her curves.

Undeniably, a warm, suntanned curve is far more to be coveted than a cool, glacial one, but Laurie says a girl can't go around looking as if she's smouldering, it only ignites the combustibility of impressionable males. Far safer, she says, to look utterly cool and distant.

On the other hand, the cool, distant look is such a challenge to egoistic burks that many an ice-cold femme has had to call for help to save being carried off by hot-blooded, well-oiled sheiks.

"Golly, how lovely," murmured Laurie.

Span No 234 - February 1974

Angela Frobisher

Flowers Are Wild, Birds Aren't Exactly Tame

The place was full of wildflowers, and there was a quite inspiring Hampshire bird picking them. Her name was ANGELA FROBISHER.

Wildflowers can be elusive, and dolly birds aren't exactly renowned for always being precisely where you expect them to be or doing just what you want them to do. Dolly birds are highly individualistic, and you simply can't order them about. Not without risking them poking you in the eye.

Angela is a student and wildflowers form part of one of her subjects. Angela herself convinces us it was all a mistake for girls to surrender to the utility aspect of stretch tights.

Beautiful Britons No 188 - July 1971

Sara Cook

Sara a la carte Cook

Can Sara Cook? think everyone who looks a moment at these pictures will agree that that's a pretty pointless question. She could serve up seaweed and snails' livers and it would taste good, if she served it wearing the outfit, you're looking at now. Who thinks of food at a time like that? But Sara is a cook in case you're interested. Rather, Sara is a Cook. Sara Cook, to be precise. You might say being a Cook runs in her family Actually she does know her Beatons and Craddocks. She's not one of your amateurs who spends ten minutes flicking through the first issue of a weekly cookery supplement before knocking up a bit of Pain Chaude a la Heinz Baked Beans.

You might think that this doesn't matter. But Sara sat like this and whispered to you in a sultry voice, "Why not come and sample my Petits Pois a la Francaise," how could you refuse ?

Relax No 17 - Gadoline Publications (1969)

Sally Randall

Computer Girl

This is the technological age. We won't go on about how it's driving us all kinky in a mechanical kind of way, there are enough headaches without mentioning how we're all going nuts.

A computer operator who stays quite calm through it all is SALLY RANDALL, a nineteen-year-old Middlesex girl. Know what she does when she gets home from her computer? Crossword puzzles.

And when she's finished her evening quota of clueing up down and across, she goes off to her judo club and slings great big, bearded men all over the mat.

Lovely. wish I was a great big, bearded man, said Fred.

Span No 191 - July 1970

Rene Haywood

Who's In Charge?

Not quite sure what's happening - because she's a stranger in the place - is curvaceous RENE HAYWOOD.

One can get into quite a flap when one is face-to-face with strange desks and strange phones and there's no familiar face around.

Rene just came along to see if anyone was interested in giving her a sitting, but not this kind, to wit.

Beautiful Britons No 72 - October 1961

Janus

Janus - Mixed Selection

Janus V1 No 8

More familiar faces, but can you name them?