Ruth Cavendish
/What’s So Funny?
There's something tickling RUTH CAVENDISH, but we're not sure if it's a feather or because the photographer is being bitten by a frisky pup. Perhaps it doesn't matter when the effect on Ruth is to make her as gay as this, for the look of this lovely lady is what we're most concerned with.
Ruth is eighteen and won the title of “Miss Arbroath” when she was only fourteen.
Annette French
/Annette
All attractive are the bonny girls of Scotland, but none more so than ANNETTE FRENCH, tops among the favourite pin-ups North of the Border. Annette is just about the prettiest brunette who ever rode a scooter down Sauchiehall Street, for she certainly got the loudest whistles.
What to wear? It doesn’t matter—Annette looks lovely in anything.
Anne Scott
/An Established Fact
The fight’s over. All kinds of people took part,including those who insisted Long John’s had no place in modern fashions and should never have been left over from the 20’s but used for car dusters.
Then there were the others, who said no girl is complete in her fashion equipment unless Long Johns were an essential part of if, and we thought by crickey, what about the look, though?
Then, of course, there were the girls themselves, and ANNE SCOTT was one of them. And these girls and Anne went along with the re-adoption of Long Johns, because, they said, what with mini-skirts and all, we need something to keep us warm.
On that alone, it seems, Long Johns became an established fact.
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.
Pinky Sands
/Treed
That reminds me, said Parsons during the directors’ lunch break, did I ever tell you about the time I went on a tiger hunt? I was after a fireside rug for Emily, she’d been nagging me about it ever since
Mrs. Gonk next door had knitted herself one. Well, there I was in the jungle with elephants all round me waiting to charge me and squash me flat as soon as I showed the top of my topee. The gun I had could lay a tiger flat but not an elephant, so what did I do? I popped up from the jungle grass like a champagne cork, and a big elephant on my right and a bigger one on my left immediately charged. Just as they reached me I sidestepped, the lumbering brutes met head-on and conked themselves stupid. Aroused by the noise, up trotted a tiger to sniff at me while I stood there all numb and hysterical. Would you believe it, just as the tiger was about to bite me in half a lady tiger whistled, the man tiger turned its head and I clouted it with all I’d got. Emily was ever so pleased. I don’t know what PINKY SANDS is doing up that tree, by the way. She looks absolutely ravishing, but it’s no way to catch a tiger and make a rug.
Annette Ridgeway Le Greasley
/Dreamboats Are Sailing In
Here, look where you’re putting your oar, Monty, that’s twice you’ve clouted me in me delicate earhole. You got something on your mind or something?
I say, who’s that, then? Here, don’t fall overboard yet, let’s get the perishing yacht moored first. I want to coincide with that dreamboat sailing in. Kindly give me all the necessary biographical jazz so that I don’t operate as a dead loss.
That’s it, then. Hand me all me spanking nautical impedimenta, Monty, I’m about to become an infatuated landlubber but I don’t want to look like one. Hand me also one adjustable spanner with which I may helpfully approach this incomparable dreamboat who is, I observe, having a mint of trouble with her automobile. Right, Monty, here we go then. Eh?
Oggle, oggle, oggle.
You—oggle—incompetent offspring of a Tibetan yak, where’d you put the -oggle oggle—gangplank?
Name of dreamboat - ANNETTE RIDGEWAY LE GREASLEY. Age - twenty years and delightfully shipshape. Lovely fore and aft and particularly when the sun’s shining. Dimpled, curvy, elegant.
Marie Graham
/Bournemouth Girl
So popular has MARIE GRAHAM become lately as one of our exclusive pin-up girls that she's right in the forefront of the glamour stakes, as it were.
Give us more of Marie. That's the heart- appealing cry we constantly hear. We can't help being utterly responsive because we're a bit far gone on Marie ourselves. She's just ever so delicious, like.
She's a Bournemouth girl, a secretary and a swinger.
She likes long boots, micro-minis and old- fashioned suspenders.
"Well, what was good enough for my Auntie Mayflower is good enough for me." she said.
What a funny name for an auntie. Mayflower. Why is she such a good example?
"She was in the Wrens," said Marie, "and looked lovely in her sailor hat."
Well, there must be a connotation somewhere.
Susan Ashford
/Scholastic Scot
There are bonny Scots, beautiful Scots, cute Scots and every kind of Scot. They’ve been making their mark for a few thousand years now. And if Robert the Bruce left us with quite a headache, SUSAN ASHFORD leaves us somewhat dizzy.
Intelligent, learned and photogenic, Susan is just the girl we’d like to stay behind in evening classes with. We know she could put us right on our mathematics. And she’s good at statistics too, as would any girl be who measures 37"-23"-36".
Do have one of our apples, Miss Ashford.
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.
Miriam Wheatley
/By The Way
THE way is one of those lovely country lanes down in Kent and by the way is one of those lovely Kentish girls, MIRIAM WHEATLEY.
Cherry blossom and apple blossom both look lovely down in Kent and Miriam isn’t entirely undecorative either. There are obviously times when it’s exceptionally nice to be down in Kent.