Ella Busch

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They Just Don't Care, Do They?

We thought we'd missed what it was like in West Berlin during the streaking season. Then our Berlin photographer sent us some candid camera angles on ELLA BUSCH cantering around a windy corner in not much more than a reinforced G-string, except that at that point she still had her fur coat on.

When she got close to the Kurfurstendamm it wasn't quite such a chilly wind, so off came the coat and she streaked in a classical dash from point A to point B, and while it lasted it wasn't half good to look at, especially as the G-string fell off midway.

Honestly, they don't care, do they?

Span No 245 - January 1975

Barbara Boon

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Happy Home Girl

Thousands of girls leave home these days before they're ready to. Off they go to the bright lights, get themselves installed in a roof-leaking pad somewhere, rush about catching buses and get themselves squeezed in crowds of other rushers. It's hardly Arcadia but it seems to be what they want.

Quite happy to be at home is BARBARA BOON. Barbara has all kinds of outside interests, anyway, and home provides the comfortable and cosy centre of her life. And there's hubby, who's always pleased to have her around. Well, far better to see Barbara cooking the eggs and bacon than watching your flatmate holding a saucepan under a leaking ceiling. Still, it takes all kinds to make the world a palace of varieties.

Spick No 272 - July 1976

Arlene Jacanda

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Black Is Beautiful

That's what we keep hearing. Now we're seeing and seeing's believing. Believing comes in the shape of ARLENE JACANDA, who lives in the Wandsworth district of London.

Arlene is a dancer and has just taken to modelling. At the sweet age of nineteen she feels she has the time for both. and the money is nice too, man. Her shape curves in and out in the most eye-catching proportions, which happen to work out at 37-23-35.

She's fascinating, charming and full of fun. There ought to be a million just like her. It wouldn't half be good for the eyeballs.

Beautiful Britons No 252 - November 1976

Maureen Carson

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Well, That's What They're Wearing

"Excuse me, but I'd like one of those for my wife," said Mr. Casket, pointing to a nicely packaged corset on the lingerie counter.

"Yes, of course, sir," said the salesgirl, who happened to be MAUREEN CARSON, "and I'm sure you'll just love her in it."

"Half a mo," blushed Mr. Casket as he suddenly saw an illuminating illustration on the box, "is that all of it? Because if it is my wife will be more out of it than in."

"Well, that's what they're wearing, sir," said Maureen. "Ye gods, all this and the atom bomb," said Mr. Casket, "it doesn't half make one goggle."

Maureen smiled. She owned one of the corsets herself and as you can see it's designed to make everyone goggle, and in the nicest way, what?

Beautiful Britons No 232 - March 1975

Marie Graham and Nicola Taylor

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Togetherness

It wasn't all that psychedelic, really, just an afternoon out for two rather dishy housewives, MARIE GRAHAM and NICOLA TAYLOR. Nicola, as you'll know, is the one helping herself to a sit-down.

Still, it was a lot of fun. There wasn't really enough room for both of them to take a seat, so they just took turns.

They fell out a bit when Nicola fell off and said, "I didn't actually fall, I was pushed."

"Yes, well," said Marie, "you were taking my turn as well as your own, and my feet hurt after that long walk.'

They compromised at that and managed to share the chair after all. It was amicable togetherness then until Nicola folded Marie up in the perishing thing.

"Help," said Marie, "what shall we do now?" "Go home and get dinner ready for our marital mates," said Nicola.

Some husbands are dead lucky.

Span No 205 - September 1971

Jennifer Taylor

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Just Be Natural

If we can keep the scientific marvels from turning the grass black and making all the trees look exactly the same tall rectangles of wood with leaves eliminated, then the great outdoors will always look decently natural as long as there's no concrete around.

If you're not busy doing something else, look at JENNIFER TAYLOR now. Jennifer is just as naturally herself as you could wish. She's a natural as a housewife and a natural as a lovely. Long shining dark brown hair and the most delightfully abundant curvaceousness.

Jennifer lives in Bristol and around Bristol there is some of the loveliest country in Britain. So far, it's still lovely. So far, the scientific marvels haven't changed the shape of the trees. But if they ever do imagine what they might devise in the way of a new shape for natural wonders like Jennifer. Something oblong, perhaps.

What a shuddering thought.

Span No 207 - November 1971