Miss Tittell Brune (et al).

I think that is a lovely name. She doesn’t get much press nowadays but if the amount of glitter on the postcard is anything to go by she was the darling of her day. These aren’t very good pics, sorry, (I didn’t have a scanner to hand) but I still think that they beautifully illustrate something we have lost. I, for one, wish we could recapture it. Don’t ask me what ‘it’ is.

These postcards are from my mother’s collection. A large number of these (there must be about 100) were sent to or from my paternal grandmother and her sister, or collected by them. Most of those are dated around 1910, 1911 and 1912. My grandmother was 17 in the July of 1910 (about when the photograph below was taken).

 I can’t help thinking that the Australian beauty’s bosom is really rather odd.