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Friday, 18 September 2009

My life in magazines!



It all started with a Twinkle in my eye or rather my cousin C’s eye. I spent a lot of my childhood at my aunt’s house which was great fun. C and I were the same age, related, blonde and under 10 years of age. C laughed at my jokes and let me share her bedroom. I in return let her warm her icy feet on my legs. My lovely cousin who wore pink and sang in tune like a real girl (I was such a tomboy, and cannot hold a note) had Twinkle magazine delivered every weekend. Delivered no less! I followed suit.

Isn’t she adorable, no wonder I had a crush on Goldie Hawn in Rowan and Martin’s Laugh In.




Photo date: 1969 "Rowan & Martin's Laugh In" Goldie Hawn 1969 NBC Photo by Ed Thrasher - © 1978 Ed Thrasher - Image courtesy mptvimages.com



Next came Bunty, I'm sure via the same route. I remember especially paper cut out dolls. Mmmmmm paper cut out dolls.




Then at secondary school I subscribed to Jackie magazine for a couple of years. I wasn’t interested in Cathy and Clare’s problem page, or the photo story but the occasional illustrated fashion spread. I recall one in particular where a model drawn with white blonde cropped hair wore tight black ski-pants and a  long louchy jumper.




Ah ha I see pattern forming here. Do I mean to tell myself my whole image through art college and most of my twenties was formulated from Twinkle magazine.

Other nonsense

Quote of the day

‘They tuck you up your mum and dad...’
Anon - after Larkin

“Philately will get you everywhere”
WEM

“It’s not the despair, I can handle the despair. 
It’s the hope I can’t deal with”
Clockwise

“Each new friend represents a world in us, a world not born until they arrive, and it is only by this meeting that a new world is born.”
Anais Nin

‘Come on Dover move your bloomin’ arse’.
Eliza Doolittle