Mugdock Reservoir

Location Update – Mugdock Reservoir

Susanne Kent’s set from Span No 144 was most certainly shot on the intake to Mugdock Reservoir.

The set was taken in 1966, with the final picture showing the location much as it is now. The trees have grown a lot over the years, but it is quite obviously the same place.

Thanks goes to David for researching this.

Thorn Park Tennis Club, Bearsden

Location Update – Thorn Park Tennis Club, Bearsden

The Kent sisters, Susanne and Madeline, did a photo shoot here in 1965. These pictures, though, never appeared in a magazine, as far as I am aware. Louise Crawford was also a regular visitor at the tennis club. The final picture of this set shows the clubhouse as it is now; still the original building with its distinctive double pitch roof. It is reasonably well overlooked, but I suppose you would have had to look quite hard to notice from a distance that the girls had shorts on with their stockings and suspenders on show.

Thanks again to David for his research.

Susanne Kent

Coming Along Nicely

Those finishing schools in Switzerland are all very popular, of course, and when they turn a girl out—if you’ll pardon the phrase—she is usually perfectly equipped to cope with all the trials and tribulations of hard, practical life.

But mostly the first thing the girls want to know about concerns parties.

There were parties for SUSANNE KENT, naturally, and all bang-up and on the ball. There was the future to consider, of course, but that was something to be thought about tomorrow or the day after.

And what else does any ambitious girl want to do except modelling? She has to give the matter no thought at all—it just comes naturally.

If you can’t be a model, you can be a secretary. After that, there’s just nothing. Hardly any girl wants to be a film star these days. Of course, there are those who like to see their pictures up outside cinemas, but it’s not the same as it used to be.

Susanne went for modelling and we’re happy to report that in this sphere she’s coming along nicely.

Susanne Kent

Taking a Long Short Cut

What with the boss having one of those weeks—he'd lost a contract and his wife was beating him—secretary SUSANNE KENT couldn't get away from the office fast enough on Friday. On Saturday, she plunged into the heart of the country north-west of Glasgow, hoping to find all that fresh air everyone says is so good for you if you've had a trying week with sir.

Susanne took a short cut by climbing a wall. It was a long short cut because she got chased by an Ayrshire prize-winner. It thought she looked like a lady bullfighter. Susanne ran for miles. Still, she looked ever so cheeky with her dress hitched and her legs flashing, and the bull just hadn't got the heart to catch her up and toss her over a country castle.

It just kept following her. And in the end, it turned out to be Tony and Tiny McNutty, circus twins. Tony was the front legs, Tiny the back. They'd enjoyed the chase tremendously. Susanne had her own back. She set a couple of frisky cows on them. Front legs and back legs vanished in a panic over the horizon, the intrigued cows in determined pursuit.

Susanne Kent

Down by The River

You can see much down by the river.

You can see swans, graceful and deliberate, gliding o’er the shining waters.

You can see the odd duck. Some ducks, of course, are more odd than other ducks. It’s not easy to resist the onset of neurotic tendencies when you have to put up with all those larky drakes.

You can see bulrushes and tiddlers and things that go plop. The day when we went down we saw SUSANNE KENT, and that was the day when things that go plop went unheeded.

Susanne is eighteen, lives near Glasgow, is a college girl with a Swiss finish, and is chasing the rewards attendant on being a top model.

How delightful.

Susanne Kent

Susanne

Model with the modern approach and right in the swing of things is SUSANNE KENT, girl with the Continental look but a sweet and shapely Scot for all that. Susanne is all set to follow in the footsteps of the best cover girls we know.