Mystery Model
/Relax No 13 - 1967
Gold Star Publications 1967
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 ?
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Katria
/Call In On Katria
Call in any time during a weekend at the Rose and Plum Tree, a quaint old pub in Dunbury, Gloucestershire, and it's odds-on you'll find Katria serving behind the bar, helping her father. He owns the pub and finds that when she helps him, she doubles his trade. We can't say we're surprised.
Relaxing in her room upstairs she assured us that being a part-time barmaid didn't interfere with her social life. She's a friendly person, knows a lot of people she meets in her job. They often drop round for a chat and a drop! - after hours. "There's nothing like spirits to revive one's spirits", she says.
"Tell us more", we said, holding out our glass. Well, another thing, she told us, is how much more freely men talk when they've had a little something to warm them up. Little secrets, like their weaknesses, special likes and dislikes, marriage plans . . . it's not long before she knows more about them than they do.
"Of course, we never touch the stuff normally", we said hastily, pushing the glass aside. 'Especially when driving.' But with the shrewd look she was giving us, it looked as if she'd guessed all our little secrets already. One thing we forgot to mention when Katria isn't serving behind the bar of the Rose and Plum Tree, she's a degree student in psychology at Cambridge University.
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I can’t find Dunbury in Gloucestershire or anything like it.
Tracy Reeves
/Student of Philology
The girl in the picture is Tracy Reeves. We took her to a furniture exhibition and told her she could pose on whatever took her fancy. She chose this luxurious soft settee because she liked the feel of it. "Can put my feet on it?" she asked.
We asked why she wanted to, and she explained it was all a matter of texture. Her suede boots had the same fuzzy feel as the settee cushions.
So, they went well together. They go well with Tracy, too.
Tracy is a student of philology - which means the study of words. So, she told us what her name meant. Tracy is a shortening of Teresa, she said.
Teresa comes from the Greek and means "Harvester". Reeves, her second name, means a number of things. Among others, it's the name of a bird, a kind of sandpiper, found in America. "This doesn't seem to make much sense to us"', we protested. "No, but it's something to say when you run out of conversation", she answered.
"Can't you pose anywhere but on that settee?" we said. "People will get bored if you're in the same place all the time". Reluctantly she agreed
Kneeling on a table? ? ? Well, with a girl as nice as Tracy, with us it doesn't really matter how she poses. She'd look good anywhere.
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Relax No 13
/That Green-Fingered Girl Next Door
It's been going on for weeks, now. Ever since the summer weather started, the girl next door's been out in her garden, and we've been making fools of ourselves staring out of the window at her and wondering…. wondering, why is she always on her own? And haven't we seen her face somewhere before?
We watch her sunbathing, hanging up the washing, putting the cat out at night, but most of all tending to the garden. We wonder why she takes so much trouble over her plants and flowers - like a worried mother with her watering can, tending gentle kindness. The other day, she bought a bench and now she often sits there for hours, just watching the flowers grow.
But someone as lovely as her, always on her own It doesn’t make sense. But maybe, she's a notorious jewel thief, hiding out from the police till the heat goes down. Maybe she's got a fortune buried in the garden, that's why she sits out there, imagining all the things she's going to spend the money on. Maybe . . . but no, she just isn't the type.
Too quiet and shy.
Perhaps she's just lonely, her flowers are the only friends she's got. We think that must be it, she's so fond of her green things. Maybe we should go and see her, sit on her bench with her and watch the garden grow. But no, it wouldn't be right to intrude in such a beautiful relationship. We couldn't bear to come between her and her plants. So, expect we'll just go on watching. Watching and wondering. Wondering, haven't we seen her somewhere before ?
No name given for this model but I think she looks a lot like Linda Deane.
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Helen Williams
/Help Helen
We've seen some eye-catching girls hitch-hiking on the road. But this was ridiculous. There we were, driving along, when we saw this car parked on the grass verge with Helen Williams posing in the door, looking our way. What did we do? Did we take no notice and drive past? Did we stop? Even if we hadn't stopped, our photographer would have jumped out anyway. As it was, we almost caused a traffic pile- up. "Hold it there!" our photographer shouted, running back to her along the side of the road. Obligingly, she went on posing. He started giving more instructions; now and then she tried to say something, but he kept thinking of new poses, taking more photographs.
After half an hour of this, she started getting edgy. haven't got all day", she said. Well, we're not the kind to ignore a hint like that, so straight away we started packing up the camera equipment, ready to leave. "No", she called, "Don't go - what about my car?" "Who wants to photograph a car?" we replied.
"You don't understand", she protested. "It's broken down. That's why I was posing like that so someone would stop and help." We blushed delicate pink. "Sorry", we said, "all we know how to repair is type-writers "And cameras", our photographer added. ". But if you go on posing like that, sooner or later, someone's bound to stop who knows how to help We didn't stay any longer. Our consciences were troubling us and, anyway, it's a terrible thing to see a lady in a temper.
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/Relax No 12 - Penny Lane
Relax No 12 - Gold Star Publications 1967
Diane Weber
/Getaway Go Girl
"I don't see what's wrong with me being an expert on cars," Diane Weber told us. 'Some girls take up gardening as a hobby, the ones that talk about having green fingers. Me, well She held up her hands, stained with black grease and gave us a smile which made us class her straight away as the prettiest motor mechanic we'd ever met.
Later, when she'd restored her skin to its more natural creamy-white state, we persuaded her to stand posing by her car instead of lying under it. We thought our readers might want to see more of Diane than just a pair of feet...
She's an amateur rally enthusiast, uses the car for shopping in the town during the week, but at weekends you can see her taking it ploughing through mud and over hillsides, matched against men who may be stronger than she is, but have no less determination.
Doesn't she think it's un-feminine? "Nonsense," she said. "Un-feminine is just the sort of word men use to keep a girl in what they think is her place. They don't like the idea of a girl being better at something than they are. It's only because they're unsure of themselves. It scares them." You can't have it plainer than that! But despite all she says, Diane's the last person we'd describe as the pushy, dominant type. We might not be happy racing against her when she's in her car; but we assure you, when she's out of the driving seat, she's as charming as she is glamorous.
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