Carol Marsden

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So, The Mis Fortune Teller Said….

You're looking at the picture of a lonely girl. Lonely, you exclaim, a girl as charming and lovely as her, lonely? It doesn't make sense. It didn't make sense to us, either, until she told us the whole story.

Numerology (the magic of numbers) used not to mean anything to Carol Marsden. Until the beginning of this year, she went to see a fortune teller. "He told me Six has always been my unlucky number," she explains, "it's the number of loneliness and solitude. Well, you try adding up the four figures in '1968' and you get 24. Add the two to the four and you get . . . that's right . . . six! That's why this just isn't my year.

And it's true

It seems that since January it's been a long story of waiting for men who never turned up, people who were going to phone but somehow lost her number, others who made dates but forgot them ... even the milkman started forgetting to call! "Next year will be all right," she says. "1969 adds up to seven a lucky number for me ...

So, when we tell you Carol's lonely, you now know why. But maybe her luck's going to change. We have a feeling we're not fortune tellers, but maybe if some of the people who've let her down and forgotten to phone her read this, and see her picture . It could jog their memories. And Carol wouldn't stay lonely after all.

Mustang No 2 - 1968

Amanda Paget

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Where Does She Get Her Nerve?

If we say that looking at these simply fabulous pictures of Amanda Paget gives us nightmares, please don't get us wrong. Do you ever have the kind of horrible dream where you're out in the street somewhere, and suddenly realise you're in pyjamas? Or half naked? Or even completely stark naked?! Mustang's resident psychologist assures us such dreams are common, but when we asked him what they meant he just gave a sly chuckle but to get back to the subject, namely Amanda, it strikes us that she's posing there in what can only be the top half of a trouser suit. Standing in the street, half naked, looking debonaire, unconcerned and adorable. Where does she get her nerve? Where did she lose her trousers? It's more than enough to give you nightmares.

When we asked her about the trousers, she tried to pretend that what she's wearing is a micro-micro mini-dress, and not a trouser suit top at all. But she can't fool us. Maybe she was out late and had no money, had to sell something to get the bus fare home. But no, that's absurd, a girl like Amanda wouldn't travel by bus, she would have rich young men escorting her, with large comfy cars. So perhaps she fell in a lake, had to take her trousers off to dry them? Maybe-but no, there's no sign of even any wet trousers. Well, if there were alligators in the lake, she could have thrown the trousers to the alligators, to distract their attention while she swam for shore. Oh, but that's ridiculous-even a lowly alligator would need more than an old bit of cloth to take his mind off such a tasty dish as Amanda. We found out, later. It was simpler than we'd imagined. Amanda was posing in only half her trouser suit because our photographer thought it looked better that way. To which we say, why aren't there more lovely girls around who share our photographer's ideas!

Mustang No 9 - 1969

Kelly Rand

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Student Princess

Ah, your Highness, to whom do I have the honour of looking at ?

To whom do you have the honour of what at, you uneducated villain?

What do you mean, you scurvy knave of ungrammatical idiocy?

say, you're in a bit of a royal tantrum today, aren't you. O Queen of all the Mountains? I was only asking, like.

 You've got a sauce. Coming up to me as if you had blue blood instead of something like whitewash. Get ye hence or come dawn and ye shall dangle from my yardarm.

 Now now, O Magnificence, you're not in your purple barge, you know.

No, come on, stop all this royal fiddle-faddling and tell me who that utterly delightful dolly is sitting on the fence in your royal park.

 Oh, smitten, are you? You've got a hope, you miserable peasant. That, O Per rival of small account, is a student princess. That is to say, you imitation dogsbody, she is a college student in Coventry, England, who is a princess among all students, and unless you keep your big, horrible eyes off her I'll have you scuppered.

 Oh, really? How exquisite. What's her name?

Her name, O Insignificance, is KELLY RAND. Well, give her my card, will you? Tell her fit crowns.

Spick No 176 - July 1968

Carol Burdette

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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

Helen Baxter

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Country Girl

Lively and lovely lass who likes the great outdoors - she's quite some tennis player, too is HELEN BAXTER. If we had to fall into a bed of nettles miles from anywhere, then Helen is just the girl we'd like to pull us out.

Helen is a receptionist to a doctor, So she'd know - we hope what to do about nettle rash aside from finding those large leaves reputed to ease the sting.

Helen is twenty-two loves Latin American music and has vitalistics of 39"-23"-38", so that as well as being a lively outdoor girl she is also a very shapely one.

Spick No 118 - September 1963

Six No 2

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Six No 2 - A Viking Company Publication

Dawn Grayson

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Cover Girl

Well-known as a girl who adorns many glossy magazine cover is photographic model DAWN GRAYSON.

Beautiful Britons No 122 - January 1966

Evelyn Voss - Kellerball West Berlin

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And When The Ball Was Over

Well, when it was they all went home from the Kellerball in West Berlin and said they'd all come again next year if they'd slept this one off by then. It was a real freak-out costume-wise. There was blonde EVELYN VOSS in a halter that made the others gulp, and there was a lovely neckline and a girl who looked as if she'd forgotten her skirt but hadn't. It was all good clean fun.

Then there was the girl who looked like a wallflower and was all black ribbon bows and ever so dishy, only she wouldn't dance because she said it made her stockings come down. Honestly, what they get up to.

Spick No 176 - July 1968

Joan Paul

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Good For A Giggle

We know many a girl finds a pair of Long Johns just right for helping her to stave off the goosepimples in the depths of winter, but when you come to look at them, fellers you can’t deny they’re good for a giggle.

In fact, if the comical gentry running the shows at the Pier Theatre during the summer season want to make sure the house splits itself in half from time to time, they’ll always think up a sketch in which the heroine wears Long Johns and is, moreover, seen to be wearing them.

We can’t laugh at JOAN PAUL, though, she’d be ever so upset, and we’ve always been good friends up to now.

Her white Long Johns aren’t her only pair, you know.

Can’t help giggling, can you, really?

Ruth Cavendish

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Ruth Cavendish and Mugdock Tower

Ruth Cavendish modelled for an outdoor set, with pictures appearing in Beautiful Britons No 101 (March 1964) and Spick and Span Extra No 11 (Summer 1964).

The tower, or castle as ToCo describe it, has always been a bit of a mystery until now.

Thanks so much to David for taking the time to research this and bring it to our attention.

Mugdock Tower is in Mugdock Country Park, which is north of Bearsden.

This picture of the tower was taken in about 1976, so a few years after Ruth had had her fun there, but there is no mistaking her positioning against the tower, with the same tree in the background. It is of course very probable that this quiet country park was used for a great many other ToCo outdoor sets.

It has been suggested that a blue plaque would be warranted on this tower.

Tower grid ref (55° 57' 49" N 4° 18' 58" W)

This is the ToCo blurb that accompanied the set in Spick and Span Extra No 11

Glamour With a Smile

Never without a smile is RUTH CAVENDISH, who makes as attractive a picture against the old castle walls as any suit of armour, with or without visor.

Ann Williams

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Ann Williams

You can have white elephants, old bus tickets, a blown tile off Admiralty House and even a feather off an Ascot hat. But you can only have your own face, you can’t have someone else's. If your eyes are bloodshot, you’re stuck with them, it’s no good wishing you had beautifully clear blue orbs like ANN WILLIAMS has. Ann is Ann and you are you, and Ann is a cute, pretty picture on all counts and you’re not.

If you’re prepared to face facts, there’s always a chance for you. Speaking of chances, when Ann can get her skirt unhooked and rush off to an audition it’s possible one more vocal star will hit the pop charts. Ann has been singing since she was two and is already making a name for herself. Look out for this lovely little lady. We’re certain you’ll hear more of her.

And what you’ll hear will sound as nice on your ear as Ann herself is easy on your eye. Her statistics are 35"-22"-36" and as you can see, she has legs shapely enough to win the title of Miss Trim- Limbs.

Sara Scott

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Number Please

We don’t really care whether it's Pipkin 1234 or Tantivy 5678 as far as the directory goes - in our book when a number’s right it’s a number just like SARA SCOTT, corn-coloured blonde with a long leg line and a short hemline.

Speaking of numbers reminds us of figures, and figures remind us that Sara adds up to 36"-23"-35" going down, which Is as much about mathematics as we feel we need to know. We can't all be Einstein’s

This, by the way, is to show you that Sara looks just as attractive in one outfit as she does in another. But you knew that, of course.

Sara is just twenty as well as just the right number and the right number is any girl who rings the bell in the camera view finder. Sara rings it loud and clear.

Beautiful Britons No 93 - July 1963

Helen Candlish

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Oops!

Well, that’s the way it goes when pretty HELEN CANDLISH decides to do a spot of sun-bathing in a recalcitrant deckchair.

The sun’s right, and so is Helen. The only thing giving any real trouble is the chair. Helen may look as if she's sorted it out satisfactorily, but appearances are always deceptive.

There we are and all we can say to Helen is how simple she was to allow herself to be let down this away. Think of any recalcitrant deckchair and you’re on the track of one darned bump after another.

Ah, well, aplomb restored and there are no ladders and no tears. No one can take a bump and come up with this kind of smile like Helen can.

Beautiful Britons No 70 - August 1961

Anne Scott

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Bom-Diddy-Bom-Bom

Well, what else can we say?

We light on a view like this in the Scottish Highlands and what else is there except wow?

This is ANNE SCOTT, television personality and just about the shapeliest model North of the Border. They may have taken the old Flying Scot out of service, but they’ll never make Anne obsolete while she still has enough puff.

Puff? Well, all right, glamour.

You're stuck for conversation as you bump into her. You’re speechless.

You feel like a gormless goggler. All you can say is Bom-diddy-bom-bom.

That’s what we said in the first place.

Joy Carlton

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Just Right - But For What ?

You can either take them or leave them. JOY CARLTON took them but she still isn’t sure of the most suitable occasion on which to wear her new longs. Just for a cold day, perhaps!