Ruth Cavendish

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Still In Great Shape

A few years ago, we met the most beautiful cashier we'd ever seen. All the other cashiers we'd met before her wore moustaches or blue suits, and looked at us over the tops of their glasses.

Many readers will remember her RUTH CAVENDISH of Glasgow, one of the more memorable of many memorable Scots.

How enchanted those readers will be to see that Ruth is still in great shape. She's a bonnier pin-up than ever. That's what comes of refusing to look like Twiggy. Ruth reckons that once a girl's grown curves, she's meant to keep them. Men get awfully grumpy if she gets as flat as a board.

Ruth has a smile as enchanting as her shape. Statistics plus vivacity make the most photogenic combination you could wish for. Remember, girls, that once you reduce yourselves to the shape of bean poles you go all glum and gloomy.

You don't really want to go around looking like that, do you?

Be like Ruth. Stay in great shape.

Spick and Span Extra No 35 - Summer 1970

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

Lynn Joyce

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Which Way Round

THE fact is, LYNN JOYCE looks glamorous any way round, but the effect in profile has a particular enchantment for any of us who share the common bond of appreciation. And those outside of this probably only need new glasses.

And once you get new glasses you can’t miss the fact that Lynn is an all-rounder.

Lynn is a Weymouth girl, 19 years old, with vitalistics of 37"-24"-36". She works as a lab assistant, has hobbies which include dancing, dressmaking and modelling. Ambition? To have a holiday in Russia!

Toni Townsend

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Is This Arcadia ?

Arcadia, of course, is the place where all is joy and bliss, where everyone is beautiful, and the music is acceptable in the ears of all. They don’t have a Jimmy Young programme, mind you, but after you've been there a couple of hours you find you don't miss it a bit.

We thought we’d landed in Arcadia when our balloon came down in an uncharted area west of Poole in Dorset. Ensconced in a woodland glade and bedecked in filmy drapery was (we thought) the Queen of Arcadia herself. However, after she’d put her flute down, we found she was a Bournemouth housewife. Her name was TONI TOWNSEND but as far as we were concerned, she was better in our viewfinder than any Queen of Arcadia and her vitalistics of 37 - 23 - 37 proved it.

Six No 2

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Six No 2 - A Viking Company Publication