Past Imperfect

Friday, March 30, 2007

Pat with the late, great Bill Franklyn famous for the Schweppes ads.

I can't remember who this chap was- there were so many!

18 comments:

Anonymous said...: That first one's a bit racy, dear.

Cheers.; 2:48 PM
Sam, Problem-Child-Bride said...: Oh, Pat, the passion! The take-me-now passion!

And the kerchief! The what-was-he-thinking kerchief!

You're glorious in technicolour, so you are!; 2:49 PM
Pat said...: Blimey Randall that was quick! It's just acting - but he was quite dishy!

Sam: could one call it a cravat as in Coward? Funny how sme stick in the consciousness and some vanish without trace.; 3:01 PM
granny p said...: All this fifties stuff... the era of pencil slim skirts which had non-pencil slim me despairing. Oh and Doris Day and the tough/innocent pertness. No double beds allowed You'll start a new fashion if you're not careful, Pat. We'll all be heading back there. (Not me, actually; still not pencil-slim..); 3:35 PM
Anonymous said...: A "kerchief"? Where was Sam dragged up then?

When I was at Eaton we wore "cravats" in the evenings, old chap. In fact I still do on those hot, languid summer evenings when I'm on the yacht. Trouble is, I never get anyone as beautiful as you Pat to share the champagne with these days......; 4:00 PM
Pat said...: grannyp: I'm not quite pencil slim these days and what the hell have I got on my head? It looks like a baby octopus on a fried egg.; 4:18 PM
Pat said...: Keith : you deserve Sam to tell you how to spell Eton:)
Bring the yacht up the Bristol Channel, put the champers on ice and I'll be there in a trice!; 4:35 PM
Sam, Problem-Child-Bride said...: Keith, not dragged up - more hoisted up, clinging to my childhood, kicking and screaming all the way.

I do like the coquettishness of the fifties. All that unspoken desire. I think desire is too spoken about nowadays. We could do with a bit of the mystery back.; 4:58 PM
Pat said...: Sam: take no notice of Keith he owns up to being a little grumpy at times. You hit the fifties nail on the head - comme d'habitude.; 9:21 PM
OldLady Of The Hills said...: I love these "drawings" from photo's that they used to do...Everyone was so beautiful rendered, wasn't it? It reminds me of Saturday Evening Post covers and other things like that...You ALL were so beautiful and handsome! That second fellow was a stunner, wasn't he? And you, my dear Pat....perfect!; 10:03 PM
Pat said...: Naomi: I agree- Saturday Evening Post illustrations were classic. Thay seemed to add another dimension to a mere photograph.; 11:43 PM
Monozygote said...: This is not good, Pat. This fits in chronologically with your Story, right? And you, just married, in the story, doing this?? Picture number one just doesn't match!

What were you thinking at that exact moment, please? In your heart, I mean.; 1:09 AM
Carli N. Wendell said...: I'm sorry-I know I stopped by--I remember the blog--I guess I forgot to comment!

Looks like Rock Hudson a little bit. You look so happy with that little trinket he bought you. . . or maybe just you're pretending to like it? As in, "I hope he gave me a gift receipt, even those haven't been invented yet, and maybe still haven't been in England?"; 12:31 PM
Panthergirl said...: That looks like Rock Hudson in the second illustration!!

Here kind of late via michele, because I couldn't open your comment box yesterday!; 1:43 PM
Pat said...: dandelion: it's just acting - it's a job. Everyone knew I was married - and there was no suggestion of hanky panky. As that was one of my first jobs I can be sure I was thinking- I don't know how mucn longer I can hold this pose - why doesn't he take the dam thing?; 2:48 PM
Pat said...: carli: all forgiven!; 2:49 PM
Pat said...: panther girl: it must be catching - I couldn't get into yours either.; 3:00 PM
David Edward said...: is that an octopus on her hat????

here from looneyville - and michele; 10:53 PM