Somewhere around Ealing in West London, there's a lot of charm walking about, and you can include NINA SWALLOW in that category. Walking around the shops and stores Nina adds up to a curvy eyecatcher and is in fact resident model for a firm of coat manufacturers. Her current ambition, naturally, is to become a top free-lance fashion model and if the charm of good looks counts at all, Nina can't miss.
Span No 176 - April 1969
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
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
Whether indoors, outdoors, or down in the cellar holding up a ladder, HAZEL SHAW is photogenically whizz-oh.
Unless you're a perfectionist backgrounds don't matter. It's the subject that counts. Hazel is the most entrancing of subjects. She's a blonde Scot and representative of why impressionable young men wander in a daze all over the Highlands.
One look at Hazel and they've lost their way.
Can't wonder at it, really. World is full of unimpressive things, like concrete bridges, council garbage trucks and telephone wires. When people jump off concrete bridges it's not always because of some complicated Freudian problem, it's often because concrete bridges send them bonkers. They're the aesthetic types. Far better to fall in love with a vision like Hazel and wander dizzily and happily around the Scottish Highlands. They've got some lovely scenery up there.
Including Miss Shaw.
Beautiful Britons No 155 - October 1968
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
They were panting along down the grassy track, their spiked shoes picking up every leaf until their soles were absolutely clogged with the stuff.
It was one of those exhausting cross-country events which only fanatics go in for, and Prideaux senior was leading the field, with Biffkins panting behind him.
Suddenly Prideaux senior gave up. He stopped dead. Biffkins panted by him, breasting the upward slope that led out of the wood into a field full of chewing cows.
"It’s all right, Biffkins,” said Prideaux, “I’ll catch you up.”
Crafty devil. He didn’t say a word to Biffkins that he’d seen a gorgeous blonde perilously near some barbed wire, and poor old Biffkins just panted on and never knew what he’d missed.
What had he missed?
A corker. CAROLE-ANNE BLAKE is a London model with lovely shape and a winsome twinkle. Prideaux senior introduced himself and said, “Just thought I’d tell you about the barbed wire.”
“Oh thanks,” said Carole-Anne, “but I know about it.”
Still, she thought, he was an awfully decent young feller to point it out to her and they had a long chat about wildflowers, and Prideaux said he collected stamps as well.
Good old Prideaux senior.
If there’s a sweeter look than a candy look, it’s a candy stripes look, and if you want to eat ALICE RICHMOND we don’t blame you, because this lovely Scots lass is real sweet. Only don’t spoil it by asking if you can have ice cream as well.
Span No 123 - November 1964
We can state quite categorically that no people are more weather conscious than the British —unfortunately, we have to be and at the moment WENDY LUTON is conscious the mostest, if you’ll pardon our English. Rubber raincoat to keep off the rain and long bloomers to keep out the cold, and garters to stop her nylons falling down. Marvellous. Or is it?
Span No 123 - November 1964
Lovely Scottish lass with the cute dimples and the curvaceous outlook is MARION KYLE of Ayrshire. North of the Border it seems a fact that all the girls are not only curvaceous but traditionally bonny.
Marion is gay, bright and vivacious. She works in an office and this is her first appearance as a pin-up girl. Looking as cute as she does we hope that first is not also the last.
We couldn’t, in fact, pass those dimples by without wanting to see them again.
It’s not easy to decide what to do with your life when life offers such a wide variety of prospects, ranging from filing the white mice in alphabetical order in a pet shop to trying to convert those tribes in New Guinea from head-hunting to cocoa.
Lovely young miss who hasn’t yet made up her mind about her career is GLORIA WORTH of Flintshire.
Gloria has a modelling diploma; a ballet diploma and she also likes gardening and painting.
So, what to do? Where to go?
Pet shops are out. She’s allergic to bird seed. Head-hunters are also out. “I expect they’re very friendly when you get to know them,” she said, “but I’m not the sort of girl to lose my head for the sake of boosting the export of cocoa.”
How about going to Africa and painting elephants?
How about going to Texas and doing some landscape gardening?
How about going on telly commercials?
"Yes,” said Gloria, “I’d like that. I’ll be the girl in the middle of the soapsuds. Lovely.”
Getting down to it in the kitchen any moment now is popular pin-up Sandra McPherson of Ayrshire. Not every cook looks like Sandra. With most of them it’s either a large white hat or a flowery apron. With Sandra it’s a question of not letting any utilitarian kitchen garb take precedence over a pin-up outfit.
Turning out a souffle needs concentration, but Sandra in getting down to it still manages to look like the girl we’d most like to decorate our own Kitchen with.
How’s that? It looks good. But what does it taste like? Traditionally, the proof is in the eating thereof.
It turned out so tasty that Sandra finished it up. That means she’s high up on the ladder of culinary success, and so she is—literally.
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.
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.
I have recently been in contact with Heathers daughter Cherie.
Heather is doing well and now in her early 70’s. She recently celebrated her 50th wedding anniversary. She has had a good life as a home maker raising two children with her accountant husband.
That’s about it for the time being, I have sent her copies of all the books that she appeared in as she was keen to have another look at her fabulous pictures.
Thanks for taking the time to get in contact Cherie, its really great to hear that Heather is happy and well.
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?
