I think Stephanie Beacham is an extremely attractive woman. Intelligent, talented, beautiful, sexy. There are three things that strike me about this picture from the early seventies: her expression, part coquette, part frightened doe, part shameless seductress. I also can't help but notice her chest, which is magnificent. Most of all I am drawn to her pubic delta, and the great hairy sporran she keeps there. It's fantastic, a triangle of coconut matting on which you can ride the helter skelter of love: unwaxed, unthreaded, unshaved, unashamed. And to think Ken Barlow left this lady to stay with Deidre. The man's an idiot. A fucking idiot.