Jennifer Taylor

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Just Be Natural

If we can keep the scientific marvels from turning the grass black and making all the trees look exactly the same tall rectangles of wood with leaves eliminated, then the great outdoors will always look decently natural as long as there's no concrete around.

If you're not busy doing something else, look at JENNIFER TAYLOR now. Jennifer is just as naturally herself as you could wish. She's a natural as a housewife and a natural as a lovely. Long shining dark brown hair and the most delightfully abundant curvaceousness.

Jennifer lives in Bristol and around Bristol there is some of the loveliest country in Britain. So far, it's still lovely. So far, the scientific marvels haven't changed the shape of the trees. But if they ever do imagine what they might devise in the way of a new shape for natural wonders like Jennifer. Something oblong, perhaps.

What a shuddering thought.

Span No 207 - November 1971

Pauline Gough

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What's His Number?

It was a rainy day, so PAULINE GOUGH thought she'd call Freddie and find out whether he'd like to come over and play chess. "What's his number?" She looked it up.

It took quite a while. There were hundreds of Freddie Browns. She got through in the end. "Hello, is that Freddie?"

"Speaking. Who's that?"

"Pauline. Would you like to come over for some chess?”

"Eh? What?"

"Chess," said Pauline, "well, what with the rain and all.”

"Look, I'm a weightlifting champion, I'll come over if you've got some bars of iron you want shifting."

“I think you're the wrong Freddie," said Pauline.

"Well, I'll come round and then you can decide. What's your address, you gorgeous girl?"

Pauline hastily put the phone down. She's been off weightlifters ever since one trod on her foot.

Spick No 272 - July 1976

Lynn Remmers and Sandy Pullan

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Help!

Gad, the confusion.

And any moment there'd be a charabanc chockful of fellers going by, and every feller would have his eye glued not to LYNN REMMER'S chestnut-gold hairdo but to her pre-mini suspenders and her mum's stocking-tops. Well, her mum was the only close friend she knew who still wore stockings, and Lynn had borrowed a pair for her chum SANDY PULLAN too.

But pre-mini items all became confusion when Lynn got her skirt caught in the car door.

"Quick!" she begged Sandy.

"I'm doing my best," said Sandy, who wasn't, in fact. She was pushing instead of pulling, and the door stayed firmly shut on Lynn's skirt. And the postman was passing by.

"Nice," he said, looking at Lynn's stocking tops.

"No, go away, you cheeky thing," blushed Lynn, "and anyway, they're my mum's and she'd set the dog on you if she thought you were looking."

The postman had had some of the dog.

"Help," he said and hurried on his way.

And for the rest of the day, it was all sequestered calm for Lynn and Sandy, and they looked quite, quite charming.

Spick No 253 - December 1974

Ann Hayward

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Promising

With this our last issue we have to say that we are at least finishing in style. One of our most promising models, ANN HAYWARD, represents lovely style.

Ann, a beautician, is a quite delicious girl and her future as a glamour figure should be well and truly assured. We have found tall girls and slim girls, bonny girls and svelte girls, happy girls and funny girls. Ann counts as a girl all on her own, and if you ever bump into her, you won't half feel you've had your luckiest day. Well, to bump into any shape as curvy as Ann's isn't like knocking your bonce against a brick wall, which is only bearable when it leaves off.

To put you more in the picture, like, Ann's vitalistics add up to 37-24-36.

Beautiful Britons No 252 - Final Issue

Wanda Liddell

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Canadian Courier

Resident in London, WANDA LIDDELL from Canada has settled into a very elevating job as a courier. She shows visitors around London and works out touring itineraries for them, much to their delight.

It's a nice surprise for Canadians, having a girl from back home taking them on a guided tour of London. In her spare time Wanda still does a spot of pin -up modelling, and the extra money helps when there's inflation to meet head-on. But she's managing very nicely, thank you, so you needn't send any food parcels.

Spick No 272 - July 1976

Inga Svenson

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Inga Comes To Stay

Born in Oslo, Norway, INGA SVENSON grew up to be a Scandinavian beauty and then, when she was twenty-one, came to England.

She came as an au pair girl to perfect her English and to see something of the country and its people.

Now, having been with us eight months, she wants to settle here. Keen on ballet, Inga would very much like to enter this world of beautiful ballerinas and exquisite music.

Long-legged and lithe at five feet six, with vitalistics of 35-23-35, she's just right for a ballet company. For a girl with such artistic ambitions, it would be frustrating to end up as a courier for Norwegian visitors to London. But Inga isn't going to be frustrated if she can help it.

Span No 205 - September 1971

Jennifer Taylor

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On The Subject of Jennifer

Last month we were extremely good to all our impressionable male readers. We introduced JENNIFER APRIL ANN TAYLOR of Bristol to them and all those who couldn't wait sent us heavily underlined letters asking for more. They said if they didn't get more they'd die or something.

So, all right, here are more scintillating pics of Jennifer and anyone who is suffering from excruciating love at first sight can come and join us on our steamed fish diet. Apparently, if love hits you as excruciatingly as that, steamed fish three times a day brings you back to cool, man. We're so infatuated with Jennifer ourselves that we're not eating at all. We're just drinking apple juice. For your information, all it does is make you feel like a windfall. Dear lovely Jennifer, when can we go to the moon with you?

Linda Nash

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Nice For The Visitors

Visitors' days at hospitals are designed to bring cheer and comfort to you, the patient. It's when your loved ones bring you juicy grapes and lots of light chat about your operation.

You wish they'd go away. Operations are interesting to visitors but unspeakable to you while you've still got the stitches in.

At the hospital in Portsmouth where lovely LINDA NASH is a receptionist, it's real nice for the male visitors. One look at Linda and they wouldn't mind staying for an operation themselves.

This auburn-haired dolly is a perfect example of how to make any visitor's first impressions of a hospital look like a picturesque home from home. She's twenty-three and a very keen amateur photographer. It goes without saying that she's even better in front of a camera than she is behind it.

Span No 205 - September 1971

Dawn Grayson

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Finders Is Keepers

If you ever find a girl as lovely as DAWN GRAYSON lost in the world, try to persuade her that finders is keepers, then you can take her home and introduce her to mum and dad. 

Spick No 272 - July 1976

Gillian Yates

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One Of The Rarer Blooms

In the West-end florist shop there are some lovely blooms, all so expensive that you need to sail off and find pirate gold if you really want to buy the occasional bouquet.

One of the rarer blooms in this exquisite establishment is GILLIAN YATES, who will come and create a flower arrangement for your dinner table that will make your guests feel you have found the secret of true beauty.

Of course, if you could persuade Gillian to join the party, then you really would have all that was necessary to keep everybody's mind off a sagging souffle or mucked-up cauliflower cheese. Simply gorgeous to look at is Gillian, and ever so musical to listen to.

Kim Scott

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Dutch Treat

It was a rainy day in Holland when the plane arrived from London Airport. Then all of a sudden it was bright summer. Air stewardess KIM SCOTT had alighted.

What a treat for the Dutch. All the men in the arrival lounge stood on tiptoe to look tall, dark and handsome. One of them invited Kim home to look at his Dutch bulbs, but Kim said she never went anywhere with strange men.

"Who is strange?" he said. "I am not strange," he said. I am most normal and very handsome," he said. "My Dutch bulbs are beautiful," he said.

Kim was ever so polite but ever so firm. She's used to making that kind of impression on men all over the world. She made a most undeniable impression on us. Our photographer asked her out to dine.

"Dutch treat?" said Kim.

"When they're as beautiful as you," said our photographer, "we don't believe in Dutch treats. Let's put it all on expenses."

Cheeky devil.

Sarah Cunningham

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Comfort For The Computer

The computer in the head office of the bank in London lost its nut at seven-thirty one morning. By the time its fairest operator, SARAH CUNNINGHAM, had arrived punctually at nine it sounded as if it was in the last throes of mechanitis tremulus, which is computerised Latin for the chronic shakes.

"Now, now," said Sarah, giving it a pat "stop clanking, you silly thing. Let's see exactly what's wrong with you.

And she fed it a relevant medical question. Out came the answer in a kind of fed-up frenzy.

"Where's me breakfast?"

It was the absent-minded night watchman again; he'd forgotten to feed the computer. So, Sarah, who picked up a lot of common sense as well as maths and French at college, fed it a lovely meal of machine oil and iron filings and the comforted computer happily got down to work on overdrafts.

Spick No 242 - January 1974

Ingrid Stengert

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Berlin Swinger

Swinging it very vivaciously in West Berlin is INGRID STENGERT, who has in the last year or so landed herself some highly exciting film parts. Not so long ago she was still knocking on the casting door, more in hope than expectation. Then it all happened at once and now she's starring in one Continental epic after another, and taking her clothes off in most of them because that's how Continental epics are these days.

Here she is doing some exuberant pirouettes after capturing the starring part in a story based on twin sisters who fall in love with the same man. Ingrid plays both sisters. What a lovely double act.

Beautiful Britons No 232 - March 1975

Linda Dean

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Adventure Trekker

London model LINDA DEAN got a little bored with all the trendy potpourri of the capital, so she thought she'd go off on a trek of adventure.

She went on her bicycle.

To Clapham Common first. That was a bit crowded. So on to the wilds of rural Surrey. Great Scott, all that leaf mould and all those rabbit holes. It could have been anywhere, and it was just right for trekking.

Got a bit warm, though.

Better in just a sweater.

"Better for me or better for you?" said Linda.

"To be honest, me," said the photographer.

Hazel Shaw

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Highly Polished

Never looking anything else but well-groomed is HAZEL SHAW, one of our favourite pin-ups. Hazel, a secretary, reflects the high polish of her gleaming car here.

Blonde, trim and vivacious, Hazel likes to model from time to time, it makes a glamorous change from keeping the office and the boss properly organised. She lives in a green suburb of Glasgow, overlooking a golf course, and the golfers at weekends are always slicing balls into her garden.

It's the most understandable slicing we know of.

Beautiful Britons No 232 - March 1975