Judy Coe

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It's All Go

When your secretary to a dynamic boss of an expanding business, when you're also an active participant in a new boutique and there are all the other interests of life to cope with-like learning to drive a milk float or knitting scarves for pop groups there's no doubt life is all go.

It's certainly all go for Secretary JUDY COE. She whirls around like a very photogenic astronaut in orbit. She makes a lovely rocket and she's exquisite when she's got time to make a landing on the lounge carpet. Her ambitions are boundless and she's a natural glamour girl and if we knew two more like her we'd be in an absolute tizzy of delight. It's being so delightful on the eye that does it. What a wonderful way to get eyestrain.

Beautiful Britons No 137 - April 1967

Sally Anne

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Dear Mr Editor

My Christian names are Sally Anne, I'm married to the nicest man, and thinking that you'd like to see I've sent these photographs of me. I hope you'll think I'm rather swish and not an oldeworldie miss, it’s just that when the cold comes on, I like to wear my undies long.

I love my warm directoires, yes. call them my D.K.'s, no less.

I think it's really cosy fun To wear D.K.'s all cute and long, In warmth and comfort they're a dream, So please don't say I look a scream.

In fact, you know, D.K.'s are now all the rage and such a wow, believe me truly, if you can. They don't look better on a man!

Spick No 110 - January 1963

Denise Fleming

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Chic Chef

There goes the old kitchen pinger and out dashes the chic chef to see if what's cooking is cooking good.

DENISE FLEMING, Glasgow housewife, is noted for the fact that she's elegantly photogenic amid her pots and pans. Some housewives sort of let themselves go all anyhow in the kitchen, but not Denise. She remains a very chic chef and her legs aren't exactly unnoticeable, either. How would you like fluffy souffle that just melts in your mouth?

Or hot Viennese schnitzel? Marry a chic chef.

Spick No 189 - August 1969

Sylvia Ternes

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A Nut For Nikki

Captivating young thing in a park in West Berlin is Nikki the squirrel-and so, for that matter, is Nikki's favourite stroller, SYLVIA TERNES. Nikki being somewhat temperamental, he won't take any food unless you go down on your knees to him, and though this makes it somewhat awkward for a girl in a tight skirt, Sylvia humours the little devil - otherwise he follows her home, nipping at her ankles all the way.

Span No 127 - March 1965

Sandy Sarjean

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Playgirl

Seen swinging and shuffling in the Playboy Club of West Berlin is playgirl SANDY SARJEAN.

This is one of the gayer nightspots of the city, where those who prefer the atmosphere of lush decor and scintillating swing to staying at home with a good book can have a wonderful evening after a long working day.

It's bright, fast-moving, and packed not with the paunchy moneyed clientele who used to have such high-class establishments to themselves, but with the young.

Sandy Sarjean, a busy, conscientious office girl, likes nothing better than a whirly, twisty evening out in this club. It sets her up to meet the chores of the following day with renewed strength.

It's like that with the young.

Span No 161 - February 1968

Jesse James

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Survey On The Mini

Being absolutely fanatical about the mini we did a survey on it. We sent an intelligent, observant man with a clinical mind round North London to interview pretty mini-skirted girls.

With a heavy notebook under his arm, he called on 18-year-old JESSE JAMES. (No relation to the American bandit, just a coincidental clash of names.) "Do come in and meet my family," said Jesse, when she found out he was on a survey.

Well, after he'd met her family and been given tea, he said to Jesse, "Is it your opinion that the mini is here to stay?"

"It's staying with me," said Jesse, "I don't have anything else in my wardrobe except ski-pants."

“Oh, do you ski?” said our clinical-minded, intelligent surveyor, and Jesse said she'd love to, and they had a long conversation about mountain slopes and chalet parties and reindeers.

By the time they'd covered every slope in the Alps it was dark outside and time for him to go home and write up his analysis. It covered just one page of his heavy notebook and was all about how ravishing Miss Jesse James looked in midnight-blue ski pants.

Beautiful Britons No 155 - October 1968

Pat Booth

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Travelling Oxonian

Born in Oxford twenty years ago PAT BOOTH is mad about going places. Some of us never get farther than the end of the High Street, from where the rest of the world looks strange and intimidating, and we settle down to becoming all gnarled and parochial and slightly idiotic.

Pat, however, has been all over the world, including the U.S.A. and has a remarkable insight into the way other people live. She's eaten almost every national dish you care to name and has been whistled at by mustachioed Romeos in every capital you've ever thought about.

What would you say if we told you her ambition was to trek across Mongolia on a pony? Watch out for a dish of Mongolian custard?

Span No 161 - February 1968

Maggie McCully

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Maggie

“Have you dropped her down a mineshaft?’’ A question, that, which is typical of many we’ve had thrown at us in connection with MAGGIE McCULLY. Although we’ve never said so, we now admit that we do indeed make a habit of dropping all Maggies down mineshafts. Girls like to go a long way in this modern world, particularly if they are beautiful, like Maggie McCully, and we’re sure the way from the top to a bottom of a mineshaft is very long indeed.

“No, seriously, you don’t mean all that jazz." Listen, Buster, there’s no jazz about it. Ask Maggie.

"All right. Did you get dropped down a mineshaft, Maggie?"

“But of course.”

“What on earth was it like?”

“Narrow. I was scraped all the way from top to bottom.”

Good old Maggie.

Carole Gaye

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Who Was Meant For You?

“I didn't think anyone special was meant for me,” said Orace, “me being nothing special myself, I was just going to settle for Mavis.”

"But Mavis can't even cook," said Dilly.

"That's what I mean," said Orace, "I didn't think I was entitled to make stipulations. Me mother said Mavis would do fine, she said I never knew what I was eating, so what did it matter about whether me bride could cook or not?"

"Still," said Dilly, "you're not all that negative. Look how you fell off the bus that time without breaking your leg.

"True," said Orace, "I was only conked senseless. Anyway, then me Uncle Percival sent me a photograph of CAROLE GAYE. She's a pop singer, y'know."

"Smashing," said Dilly.

"Me Uncle Percival said think big, think ambitious. He said forget Mavis, some village idiot is bound to make her happy one day. So, I'm thinking real ambitious. I'm going to court Miss Gaye."

"You'll be lucky," said Dilly, "she's got a six-foot boyfriend."

Beautiful Britons No 155 - October 1968

Ruth Cavendish and Anne Scott

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Anyone Seen a Horse

RUTH CAVENDISH and ANNE SCOTT have nothing against cars except the fact that they're full of things like distributors, plugs, tappets, cylinders and knocks. When they broke down on their way to Edinburgh, that was it no more cars. The girls sat down and waited for a spare gee-gee to happen along.

Not only do Ruth and Anne not believe in leaving a broken-down car to thumb lifts in vehicles even more likely to break down, they are by nature much more addicted to the faithfulness of horses than to the mechanics of motoring.

And horses know, you know. These two do, anyway. Robert and Wallace. Just the hint of a pretty girl stranded by a blown gasket and there they are, the noble nags, to take the weight off their sweet feet. And the fact is, friends, Wallace has an eye for a pretty knee and no error.

Jackie Burdette

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Jackie's In Town

"Where are you going to, my pretty maid?"

"I'm not going anywhere," said JACKIE BURDETTE, "I've only just arrived. Are you a policeman?"

“As a matter of fact, no. I'm"

“Then if you're not a policeman, take your foot out of my doorway."

"I'm selling ceiling sweepers”.

"Who wants ceiling sweepers?" said Jackie. "I don't. I'm a shirt designer and you've interrupted me in the middle of the most inspiring design I've ever thought up. What's that little stepladder you're carrying?”

"Ah well, you see, with our ceiling sweepers we offer these mini step ladders at the most fantastically ludicrous price. Practically giveaway, in fact. I say, you're not making tea, I suppose?"

"No. I’m not said Jackie. "What's the connection between ridiculous little stepladders and ceiling sweepers?"

"Well, you need the stepladder to reach the ceiling. We design them specially to give that extra bewitching look to girls using the ceiling sweepers in mini-skirts."

"These boots I'm wearing," said Jackie, "are specially made to assist the precipitate departure of men selling ceiling sweepers”.

"Don't do anything hasty I'll come back tomorrow."

Spick No 179 - October 1968

Jane McKay

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Frilly Effect

JANE MCKAY, being essentially a feminine female, is just crazy about frills. Whatever the outfit, she has to include a frill somewhere, and in this case she's succumbed to the furbelows of fancy garters.

And when she feels really gay, Jane surrounds herself with masses of frilly petticoats. The jet-black stockings accentuate the colourful frills, and please don't ask for hair ribbons as well.

Teenager Jane loves all fashion's gimmicks and has the shape to make the best of all of them. 36"-22"-36". Which reminds us, we suppose you realise that in grandma's day shapes weren't mentioned? Aren't you glad this is your day and age?

Ever seen a pin-up as cute as Jane?

Spick Extra No 12 - Winter 1960

Margaret Box

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Lovely In Lingerie

THE lingerie is white nylon. The lovely is MARGARET BOX. Margaret's the London girl with the Spanish look that makes us think of whirling flamencos and lace mantillas. Handsome matadors, please note.

We've never seen Margaret in a lace mantilla performing a whirling flamenco. We're quite happy to see how attractive she looks in lingerie.

Anyone with a preference for a Spanish motif?

Then try Madrid.

Spick Extra No 12 - Winter 1960

Joan Russell

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Good For You

Very good for you if you're in a bit of a mood and feeling depressed on account of getting nowhere with that ravishing piece of homework in the drawing office, are pin-up pics of JOAN RUSSELL.

These are just right to lift your depression and make you feel there are other things to look at apart from a miserable future.

Beautiful Britons - No 137 April 1967

Judi Batty

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Don't Be Deceived

What's in a name? Only the image of ancestors. So don't be deceived into thinking that the name of this elegant young lady from Dover means anything but that.

She's JUDI BATTY.

There may be really batty people around but Judi's not one of them. She holds down her office job very efficiently and looks sheerly and delightfully all there when poised over her typewriter.

The rattle of her keys is like music.

The office junior comes in and out with tea, brown-paper parcels, and long pieces of string, sighing every time he passes Judi. It's a difficult age-at fifteen who wants to know you except fat schoolgirls hard up for a boyfriend to take them ten-pin bowling.

When a riding horse or playing tennis, Judi looks like every office junior's dream of bliss round a fireside. One look at Judi on a tennis court and every office junior starts worrying about getting pimples.

If I was ever introduced to her, thinks young Marmaduke, and I had pimples I'd just die. I think I'll write off for some anti-pimple lotion just in case. haven't got pimples yet and I haven't been introduced to her yet, but you never know.

Yes, mum, I still love you but Judi Batty is my idea of heaven.

Beautiful Britons No 155 - October 1968