Carol Burdette

Dispenser

A dispenser is someone who works for chemist or in a drugstore. Like CAROL BURDETTE of Enfield, Middlesex.

When Carol is working, she wears a white coat. When she's not working she wears the cutest hat, particularly if it's Ascot week. This week it's nearer New Year than Ascot.

Beautiful Britons No 122 - January 1966

Carol Burdette

Waiting For Santa

It was drawing nigh to Christmas and CAROL BURDETTE wanted to be there when Santa arrived this time.

Last year he left her a pullover, a box of tools and a garden fork, with an apologetic note to say if the pullover didn’t fit, he was sorry, but it was a busy time of the year for him.

Carol used block letters this year when she made her Christmas list, a list full of the most delightful feminine things. She only used the box of tools once and that was to knock a nail into the post holding the clothesline, and the post fell down and so did the line.

She gave the garden fork to her boyfriend and he gave it to his father and his father gave it to his office secretary because she’s got a garden and he’s only got a flat.

So, this year Carol is waiting for Santa. If she doesn’t, she might get left with another box of tools and a lawn mower.

Carol Burdette

Well Caught

CAROL BURDETTE, was well caught by the old farm gate and the farmer’s boy was so smitten he went off his sandwiches.

Carol Burdette

It Must Be the Weather

It was all right at the time of going to press. In fact, it was rather enjoyable and we were able to mow the lawn and clip the dog.

Mrs. Harriet Sprog from next door came around and asked who the devil had had the nerve to make her prize Airedale look like a newly-shorn lamb and whoever it was was going to be sued for a million, even if Mr. Sprog had to mortgage the house to raise the money for lawyers’ fees.

It was only then that we realised we hadn’t got a dog.

We assured Mrs. Sprog it must have been the weather, but Mrs. Sprog never notices the weather and is never influenced by it. She can’t understand why it should influence other people and the only time she was chased round the garden in spring by Mr. Sprog was 10 years ago. She soon put a stop to that caper by dumping him in the compost heap. We don’t know what’s going to happen now. Our only excuse is the weather. It’s the weather that induces cute CAROL BURDETTE, chemist’s assistant, to don her longs. The sun was shining, we told her. She said yes, but you can never tell what it’s going to do tomorrow.