Jane Rennie
/Jungle Jane
Nice shot of Jane Rennie in just her underwear, doing God knows what in what looks like quite dense undergrowth. The picture is from a contact sheet. Another great contribution from Tocofan.
Ann Grainger, Jane Rennie and Cherie Scott
/Ann Grainger, Jane Rennie and Cherie Scott
Three very popular ToCo lovelies. I'm not sure if this picture was ever used in a magazine without having to search through all my copies. If it wasn't, then it should have been. It has been taken from a contact sheet and is another nice contribution from tocofan.
Top Five
/Brian's Top Five: A Blast from the ToCo Archives
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
Jane Rennie
/Jane Rennie
Picture contribution courtesy of tocofan. Hopefully, this is a previously unseen picture of Jane Rennie. Taken from a contact sheet, it has been worked on to improve its quality.
Jane Rennie – Cherie Scott – Ann Grainger
/Friends Frolicking in the Countryside
Friends Frolicking in the Countryside. These pictures are from sets that appeared in Spick No’s 116 & 117 (July and August 1963) and which were regurgitated for our enjoyment again in Spick & Span Extra No 55, Summer 1975.
These, of course, have been colourised; the jury is out as far as I am concerned, but definitely worth a showing. Many thanks for this contribution.
Jane Rennie and Annette French
/Endearing Young Charms
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.
Brenda North & Jane Rennie
/The Modern and the Married
For the traditional modern look, which is a kind of lovingly irreverent regard for sartorial non-conformity whatever that may mean we recommend BRENDA NORTH. She’s long-legged, black-sweatered, rain-coated and really as sweet as you can wish.
For the happily-married look, which is a kind of I’m-tickled-to-death-I-did-it look, who is a better example to set before you than JANE RENNIE who was wedded some months ago and still thinks everything’s absolutely divine? She may seem more interested in her long underwear, but strictly on the level her main hobby now is hubby.
Brenda has no thoughts of getting married herself yet. Well, at just eighteen everything, even time, is on her side, and there is the world to discover and all its excitements to explore. Who wants to get married? (It’s absolutely stinking the way that boy next door dives under his car whenever he sees me, he knows I’d love to help him change his tyre).
For that hap-hap-happy look, how about Jane, our dimpled delight.
Jane Rennie and Cherie Scott
/Gamesmanship
Gamesmanship, as all you sporty fiends know, is the art of making sure the other feller keeps to the rules while you elasticate them. If you still lose it’s something to do with the fact that you’re a dead loss at games anyway, and it would be advisable to go round the world on a pogo-stick and not get mixed up with sport of any kind.
This is the way gamesmanship was applied when JANE RENNIE, brunette, met CHERIE SCOTT, blonde, in a local version of talkative Hide-and-Seek.
“Oh look, I can’t see.”
“Ah, ma Cherie, you’re not supposed to. You find out where I am by concentrating on the direction of my voice. How do you like my striped shorts?”
“Oh, they’re sweet. I think you’re over there by the dish-washer. What do you think of my Carnaby-street hoopla trousers?”
“Divine. Missed me. Were they terribly expensive?”
“I’ll have to forego seventeen lunches. Look, I wish you wouldn’t keep dodging in and out of the pantry. Am I warm yet?”
“You’ll catch me soon.”
“Oh, excuse me, I seem to be suddenly handicapped.”
“I’m afraid, Cherie dear, that your Carnaby-street hooplas are more of a handicap than a decoration.”
“Did you—?”
“No, honestly, Cherie, they just fell down.”
Leslie Peters and Jane Rennie
/Ouch…..
If you're over forty, you'll no doubt have acquired experience, sophistication and an ability to recognise a door-to-door salesman who's offering you a bargain and one who's having you on.
Even so, you'll not be the girl you were at twenty. You may look more beautiful—having captured that undeniably curvaceous look which no true woman likes to be without, but some of the spring will have gone. And you're gladder each day to get your corset off each night, if we may coin the phrase.
Therefore, vigorous physical jerks are not for you. They're much more for young housewives like LESLIE PETERS and JANE RENNIE, pictured here in a vibrating skipping routine that went slightly haywire.
Jane is the one who fell flat on her back. Leslie is the one still on her feet. They're both extremely modern housewives with such an extremely modern urge to keep slim, trim and vital that falling about all over the place all seems a repercussive part of their dynamic physical jerks.
Jane Rennie
/I’m All Right, Jack
It wasn’t anything any girl couldn’t cope with providing she was a motor mechanic, and It was just a quirk of fate that JANE RENNIE happened to be one of those who wasn’t. She couldn’t think why the car was charging lumpishly along like a three-legged elephant, and passing fellow-motorists were happy in the fact that her trouble wasn’t their trouble.
In other words, Jack was all right. As for Jane, she couldn’t think why the rear offside wheel and tyre had such an odd look, but where there’s another wheel there’s always a way. Change ’em over. So, she did. And there you are.