Marion Alexander
/How To Be Married Without
Without what?
Without MARION ALEXANDER. Well, she’s only got one husband and she’s rather fond of him, they live in south-east London, and she makes a lovely cup of tea and cooks delicious dinners.
I daresay she does (said Henry Hopkins), but I couldn't live if I couldn’t marry her myself. She’s my idea of how to live in superlative domestic bliss, and I haven't even met her yet.
But when we asked Marion about Henry Hopkins she said she was very sorry and all that, but all she could give him was an aspirin. She said as an extra her husband would give him a thick ear.
Henry said there was nothing for it but to shoot himself. But we haven’t heard any bang yet.
Susan Douglas
/Your Kind of Girl
Unanimously established as the kind of girl you’d most like to take out for dinner with no expense spared, as long as she doesn’t ask for oysters at four quid a dozen, is of course SUSAN DOUGLAS. Always elegant, always eye-catching always your dream girl.
We feel the same way about her.
Jan Kearney
/You’re Joking
WHEN our photographer looked up from his hot cocoa and saw JAN KEARNEY and heard her say, “Do you think I could ever be a pin-up girl?” he said in a kind of numb way, “You’re joking.” Jan said, “Well thank you for being so frank,” and he said, “No, don’t go—what I meant was you’re more fascinating than Mona Lisa and more beautiful than Venus, and if you don’t know it you should. Have some cocoa while I load my camera.”
An example of British glamour more fascinating than Mona Lisa and more beautiful than Venus is the dream of every photographer.
Carla Minelli
/Eyeful From Italy
One can come across the most delightful ornaments in the most unlikely places. For instance, who’d think of seeing a delightful eyeful from Italy in Harrogate?
Man from Harrogate. “What’s wrong with Harrogate, then?”
It’s lovely in Harrogate. One just doesn’t expect to see an Italian girl there, that’s all.
Man from Harrogate. “Why? They don’t speak Italian in Brighton either, do they?”
Never mind. Accept our apologies. The fact is CARLA MINELLI from Naples now lives in Harrogate, Yorkshire. She actually finds the cool climate of England bracing and invigorating, she loves going dancing with English boys, and all she really misses is Italian food and wine. She’s extremely shapely, with vitalistics of 40"-26"-38", and says she’s simply got to cut down on Harrogate fish and chips.
Please don’t, Carla.
Ann Grainger
/Sitting Around
Lots of people, especially old Herringbone, just make the place a shambles when they sit around. They're all feet and cigarette smoke. Ma Herringbone, who can stand smoke but hates feet, spends most of her time bashing his boots with her broom.
What a difference when ANN GRAINGER is the sitter. Bet you never have anything as ornamental as Ann on your carpet, and all those who would like to swap their model train sets for her are over-rating their trains something shocking.
Ann, well-known in her hometown for her trim figure and shapely legs and her volunteer work for old folk, is a very engaging Scottish housewife with the softest of accents. Sitting around she makes the prettiest picture of any domestic scene.
Jane Paul
/Nice To Home To
Married men will know how nice it is to come home to a cosy house and a chicken dinner and all that heartwarming dessert. One day some fortunate guy is going to come home to JANE PAUL, and for the first ten years he won’t care if he’s got chicken or a Danish open sandwich for dinner. He’ll just settle for the heart-warming dessert.
Susan Douglas
/Very Fitting
Very frustrating indeed, as well as cosy and cute, are the long johns worn by SUSAN DOUGLAS.
Marrilyn Ward
/Kicking Around
This is nothing to do with people who’ve got wanderlust and kick around the world in restless pursuit of they know not what.
This is to do with local kicking around. To kick around it’s wiser to wear boots, then you can kick footballs, brown-paper parcels and bandits who try to snatch your bag in the supermarket.
Our lovely MARILYN WARD has just bought a pair. She bought them for their geary, modern look. She had no thought of using them to boot footballs into the air. Still, When she saw one in the garden she had a go. How did she get on?
“I missed it,” said Marilyn, “and fell flat on my back.”
Janet Goodman
/Whack-O
If a girl can’t settle down for a quiet read without being bothered by a harvester it could mean sudden death for the insect. JANET GOODMAN is not the sort of girl who won’t fight back.
So round the room they went, the flighty harvester and the pretty girl, and whack whack whack went the girl and zing zing zing went the harvester. And just when Janet thought she’d got it she hadn’t and what a fall there was and what a bump. Oh well, you can’t win all the time.
Jackie Blair
/Game Girl
Very game girl is JACKIE BLAIR. Tennis, hockey, netball—you name it and Jackie’s played it. She looks absolutely delightful on the other side of a tennis net, but don’t get your eye in the way of her backhand volley. She likes mixed hockey better then anything, it gives her a chance to trip up all the six-foot men.
Herta Michaelides
/On Stage
On Stage, Luv
It was ever so friendly when HERTA MICHAELIDES from Cyprus appeared for her first part on the London stage.
She was waiting with nervous trepidation for the curtain to go up, and then this friendly voice called, "On stage, luv." Herta liked that. In Cyprus and Greece, they use a different expression, one which roughly translated means, "Come on, get a Grecian move on."
Herta has spent most of her nineteen years in Cyprus, where she was born of an English mother and a Greek father. Now she is in London, living in Pimlico with her English husband and working in the theatre. She's hoping for utterly dramatic things to happen, although she's willing to wait a while to appear with the great Olivier.
She's nice, is Herta.
Liz McEwen and Jennie McEwen
/How To Like Your Sister
Well, as LIZ McEWEN was telling her friend Lynda on the phone, it’s easy if your sister doesn’t mind you borrowing her record player and doesn’t yell her head off if she finds you’ve also borrowed her best nylons when you go out on a special date. And, as JENNIE McEWEN said, it’s no problem at all to become very fond of Liz and she would if only Liz didn’t hog the telephone all the time and wasn’t always leaving things like horse saddles around. “I’m fed up with tripping over them and falling flat on my face,” said Jennie.
Well, as Liz said, what’s a lovely elder sister for if not to tidy the place up occasionally ?
Diana Reed
/We Never Had A Lodger Like This
We’ve had lodgers we didn’t even know about until they started leaving notes complaining about the motor in the fridge, and we’ve had lodgers whom we’ve had to way lay on the stairs and speak sternly to about getting their hair cut.
We’ve never had a lodger like DIANA REED. We suppose we must have done something that made us undeserving of same. Diana has a cute apartment in London, and with her experience of interior decorating her own flair here is for the unconventional contemporary (whatever that is)—she naturally keeps the whole thing looking dizzy.
Diana also likes cultivating rare potted plants and keeps tropical fish.
Some of the lodgers we’ve had would have eaten both.
Just a lot of dull, dim savages, mate?
Jenny Piper
/Glamour In The Country
While we're on the subject of glamorous wives, here's one who lives in the country.
She's JENNY PIPER, a golden blonde.
Jenny had quite a career going when she was a bachelor girl. She gave it all up to settle down in a country cottage when she got married, and the fortunate feller who married her made a lovely speech all about how paradise had arrived.
Well, what with roses round the door and Jenny around the kitchen, you couldn't call it anything -else but paradise. It's the sort of thing that makes the cynics go off their own egos.