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It was a rainy day, so PAULINE GOUGH thought she'd call Freddie and find out whether he'd like to come over and play chess. "What's his number?" She looked it up.
It took quite a while. There were hundreds of Freddie Browns. She got through in the end. "Hello, is that Freddie?"
"Speaking. Who's that?"
"Pauline. Would you like to come over for some chess?”
"Eh? What?"
"Chess," said Pauline, "well, what with the rain and all.”
"Look, I'm a weightlifting champion, I'll come over if you've got some bars of iron you want shifting."
“I think you're the wrong Freddie," said Pauline.
"Well, I'll come round and then you can decide. What's your address, you gorgeous girl?"
Pauline hastily put the phone down. She's been off weightlifters ever since one trod on her foot.
Spick No 272 - July 1976
Scanned from negative collection. (Elmer Batters)
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Gad, the confusion.
And any moment there'd be a charabanc chockful of fellers going by, and every feller would have his eye glued not to LYNN REMMER'S chestnut-gold hairdo but to her pre-mini suspenders and her mum's stocking-tops. Well, her mum was the only close friend she knew who still wore stockings, and Lynn had borrowed a pair for her chum SANDY PULLAN too.
But pre-mini items all became confusion when Lynn got her skirt caught in the car door.
"Quick!" she begged Sandy.
"I'm doing my best," said Sandy, who wasn't, in fact. She was pushing instead of pulling, and the door stayed firmly shut on Lynn's skirt. And the postman was passing by.
"Nice," he said, looking at Lynn's stocking tops.
"No, go away, you cheeky thing," blushed Lynn, "and anyway, they're my mum's and she'd set the dog on you if she thought you were looking."
The postman had had some of the dog.
"Help," he said and hurried on his way.
And for the rest of the day, it was all sequestered calm for Lynn and Sandy, and they looked quite, quite charming.
Spick No 253 - December 1974
Up in Scotland the place is full of lovely Macs.
White-booted, long-legged, mini-skirted FIONA McKAY is one of the really eye-catching residents, and if ever a mini made a Mac look like the best view in the glen, this is the one.
In Victorian and Edwardian times, the most popular Scottish pictures were all based on highland stags at bay.
Bonny dollies like Fiona have changed all that. Tourists flock over the border to photograph the Loch Ness monster and return with colour snaps of mini-Macs.
Can you think of anything nicer to show the folks back home in Arkansas?
Mini-skirts may not be the ideal garments in which to climb about, but if Fiona isn't bothered, why should you be?
If you have any girls in your office like Fiona, treat them nicely. They're valuable. They make the office look vital and vibrant, and it doesn't half impress the overseas clients.
Span No 177 - May 1969
With this our last issue we have to say that we are at least finishing in style. One of our most promising models, ANN HAYWARD, represents lovely style.
Ann, a beautician, is a quite delicious girl and her future as a glamour figure should be well and truly assured. We have found tall girls and slim girls, bonny girls and svelte girls, happy girls and funny girls. Ann counts as a girl all on her own, and if you ever bump into her, you won't half feel you've had your luckiest day. Well, to bump into any shape as curvy as Ann's isn't like knocking your bonce against a brick wall, which is only bearable when it leaves off.
To put you more in the picture, like, Ann's vitalistics add up to 37-24-36.
Beautiful Britons No 252 - Final Issue
Scanned from negative collection. (Elmer Batters)
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Resident in London, WANDA LIDDELL from Canada has settled into a very elevating job as a courier. She shows visitors around London and works out touring itineraries for them, much to their delight.
It's a nice surprise for Canadians, having a girl from back home taking them on a guided tour of London. In her spare time Wanda still does a spot of pin -up modelling, and the extra money helps when there's inflation to meet head-on. But she's managing very nicely, thank you, so you needn't send any food parcels.
There were these two girls, you see. One of them runs a boutique in
Bournemouth and the other one came in to buy something.
Blonde MARILYN WARD runs the boutique and the girl who came in to buy was PAULINE GORVIN. So, round the hangers they went and the conversation was something like this.
"Ah. Um. I wonder?"
"Yes, it's fab, isn't it? Try it on."
"Oh, but how about this one?"
"It goes awfully well with a coke."
"I like plum juice. Do you like plum juice?"
"I like it in a plum pie. Were you out with that boy from the travel agency last night?"
"Cheeky devil tried to sell me a ticket to Singapore. On a banana boat of all things. Oh, isn't that sweet? Is it my size?"
"Costume jewellery is all the rage with that style, you know."
"Yes, I know. I wish you didn't have such a marvellous stock; I'd like to buy so much of it, but I can't, I'm saving up to go to Spain”.
"I went there last year. Aren't those matadors slinky?"
"I can look after myself, it's those poor bulls I feel sorry for. Do you know, I really think I like this dress best."
"Honestly no, really it looks super."
"Well, I'll have it."
"But, Pauline, it's the one you were wearing when you came in.
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Born in Oslo, Norway, INGA SVENSON grew up to be a Scandinavian beauty and then, when she was twenty-one, came to England.
She came as an au pair girl to perfect her English and to see something of the country and its people.
Now, having been with us eight months, she wants to settle here. Keen on ballet, Inga would very much like to enter this world of beautiful ballerinas and exquisite music.
Long-legged and lithe at five feet six, with vitalistics of 35-23-35, she's just right for a ballet company. For a girl with such artistic ambitions, it would be frustrating to end up as a courier for Norwegian visitors to London. But Inga isn't going to be frustrated if she can help it.
Can’t work out the mark on her leg, possible an imprint from a suspender.
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