Annette French
/Airing Cupboard Surprise
What a surprise it would be to find Annette French in your airing cupboard! Annette's expression is fantastic; surely she must be in the top ten of most ToCo fans.
From an original print.
What a surprise it would be to find Annette French in your airing cupboard! Annette's expression is fantastic; surely she must be in the top ten of most ToCo fans.
From an original print.
What a great picture of Annette French reclining in a chair! I am not sure where I got this from or even what set it was originally intended for, but who cares? It's a lovely picture.
In a sea of silence, Brian stands tall as the only one to answer my burning question, "Who would be in your ToCo model top five?" And boy, does he have impeccable taste!
So, let's dive deep into the treasure trove of the ToCo archives and unveil Brian's coveted top five girls. Get ready to embark on a sensational journey through the timeless beauties handpicked by our resident connoisseur. It's time to rediscover the magic and allure of these unforgettable ToCo classics!
Brian's Top Five
1. Anne Duke
2. Annette French
3. Jane Rennie
4. Anne Scott
5. Ruth Cavendish
“I galloped, Dirk galloped, we galloped all three ...”
That was how they started to bring the good news from Aix to Ghent, although the author of the poem never told us what the good news was or why they had to get to Ghent in such a hurry.
But it all sounded desperate and romantic.
It was Ferdie who brought the good news of ANNETTE FRENCH. He came whizzing in on his bicycle, and almost knocked Kitty sideways. "Here, watch it," said Kitty, who was taking the coffee round, "either ride that thing like a gentleman or else ring your bell."
"I'm all impetuous this morning," said Ferdie as he dismounted and took off his clips. Then he presented us with a file of lovely photographs, and they were all of Annette, one of the most gorgeous girls born north of the border. We thought she'd emigrated, but she hadn't, and we gave Ferdie a piece of chamois leather for bringing the good news.
"What's that for?" he asked.
"For cleaning your bike,' we said, "it's filthy."
Beautiful Britons No 188 - July 1971
Just like a musical symphony ANNETTE FRENCH Scottish lass who might also be described as a tuneful dreamboat, because every time we see her, we want to break into beautiful music.
Annette has the perfect shape and the perfect Cupid's bow, and in days when romance rather than gimmicks inspired the muse, poets and musicians would have combined to praise such a dreamboat.
Nowadays, of course such a symphonic shape as Annette's inspires the doubletake and the long whistle, but who writes poetry except our bard?
Spick No 120 - November 1963
Spring seemed to be late this year to ANNETTE FRENCH.
She wanted to wear something light and flimsy, something she'd bought from her local boutique in Glasgow, something all primrose yellow.
But it was chilly enough to nip even the most insensitive ear, so Annette wore a warm coat and everything. However, it was supposed to be spring, so she gambolled about. She had to, to keep warm.
She may not have been in something light and flimsy, and primrose yellow, but she still looked ever so dishy.
Wait till the summer comes.
Then she'll put on something divinely brief.
Don't get toothache waiting, fellers. Just compose yourselves and dig up the garden.
Spick No 211 - June 1971
As soon as ANNETTE FRENCH saw us trailing our camera equipment over the hill, she had a feeling it was time to get up and go. Indicating, however, that we had gone three days without water and that we’d appreciate it if she could stick around and take the top off her flask of coffee for us, we managed to get her to bide a wee while on our behalf.
If only we could speak English with an Ayrshire accent, we might have persuaded Annette to bide a bit longer, but once we’d finished her coffee Annette went off to a teashop to enjoy some buttered toast and a pot for one. Still, we managed to get a few pictures between gulps of coffee and here they are, and if you don’t think Annette looks prettier than ever you need something a lot stronger than either coffee or tea.
Spick & Span Extra No 12 - Autumn 1964
When a couple of gay girls set out for a ramble in the country, and when those gay girls negotiate the old brick wall on their way, you can’t help thinking of the days when you were young too and sweet Rosie Bessing-woodhampton skipped o’er the dales with just the same charm as now skip ANNETTE FRENCH and JANE RENNIE.
Brick walls and wooden fences have a way of catching at the frills, so there’s no answer to that except to pin those frills back for with frills pinned back a girl is leg-free and all set to jump a five-barred fence (if she’s dumb enough to try!) In case you don’t know, it’s Annette on the left—the one just getting ready to take off for an un-boosted orbit—and Jane on the right. Jane’s the one ready to help the landing be less of a bump than it might.
All attractive are the bonny girls of Scotland, but none more so than ANNETTE FRENCH, tops among the favourite pin-ups North of the Border. Annette is just about the prettiest brunette who ever rode a scooter down Sauchiehall Street, for she certainly got the loudest whistles.
What to wear? It doesn’t matter—Annette looks lovely in anything.
One girl who comes and goes as her job takes her here, there and elsewhere is ANNETTE FRENCH.
Annette was one of the first of the many recent Scottish models who’ve been featured in our magazines and it’s no effort at all to photograph her again and again and again.
It’s different with elephants. When you’ve seen one elephant you’ve seen them all. And let’s face it, when you’ve photographed any elephant you’ve got an image there’s no need to multiply. A photograph of any elephant is as educative and as illuminating as a hundred photographs of a hundred elephants.
A hundred photographs of Annette represent a hundred different aspects of photogenic allure.
Girls are different in a way that elephants are not different.
It’s very pleasing to realise that.
A well-polished car with all that gleaming chromium and the rest of the gear is just right as a subject for glossy photography, but if you need to gild the lily how about adding ANNETTE FRENCH to the picture?
You might be inclined to suggest the car is superfluous in that case, even if it’s a supercharged model, and in turn we’d be inclined to agree with you. For if you’re looking for the photogenic dream, what’s a chromium-plated bumper compared with a natural beauty like Annette?
Indeed, it’s very obvious that ANNETTE FRENCH must have been a beautiful baby, for just look at her now a pin-up girl with dark-eyed glamour from top to toe perfect to gaze upon and perfect to know.
Annette’s natural love is beautiful clothes, on which she spends most of the money she earns working for a book publisher, and there’s no girl who does more justice to beautiful clothes than Annette.
Annette is nineteen, is engaged to be married some guy is an exceptionally lucky guy and has vitalistics of 35-23-36 going down.
Among all those clothes of hers Annette counts frilly underwear in all its modern allure, and we can assure her that she doesn’t need that mirror to show her how good and gorgeous she looks in it.