Adapted from an unpublished book found by Sir James C.
When the first announcement appeared
“Herald” in August 1958, Sabrina was to star in the Tivoli Production of “Pleasures
of Paris”, based on the production of the same name which was then running
at the Prince of Wales Theatre, London.
This young lady who had
risen dramatically in the English press, must have “something” more
than that “figure”. A promotion plan.was organised with Keith Cheney, Managing
Director of Cheney Motors, Melbourne to get a contra deal for a
car for Sabrina for her season. He agreed, but not just an ordinary car - it was to be painted mauve with leopard skin seat covers. After recovering
from the shock of one of their beautiful cars being made to look a freak,
they agreed. Since Sabrina had her International Licence so that
The publicity started, and invitations started coming
from Parliament House, The Lord Mayor, Surf Clubs, Racing Clubs - and suddenly
everyone. There was a Sabrina “Look-a-Like” contest
with Foys Department Store.
The Producer, “Ginger” James, had the job of making
sure Sabrina was going to live up to her reputation, not only as great media
coverage but also as a performer. English comedians, Syd and Max Harrison,
were in the strong supporting cast as well as Billy Baxter, and many top European
acts. It was our own Horrie Dargie Quintet who were given the task of “backing” Sabrina
in her act. Then the bright idea, a song about Australia and what better than “I
Want to Cuddle a Koala”. Backed by the Dargies, that conjured up lots
of wonderful photos with live koalas.
Sabrina brought her Mum with her. She told Sabrina’s
story over and over again: how as a child, Sabrina contacted polio and for
five years was in and out of hospital. Her father Walter, became an invalid
after a heart condition. A story
of triumph over tragedy, it all seemed too unreal.
The date of the opening of “Pleasures
of Paris” was fixed, 9 December 1958.
The Orchestra and the Horrie Dargie Quintet brushed
up their act with Sabrina.
The story of, “I Want to Cuddle
a Koala” was written by Ed Devereaux’s wife,
Irene, in London, and she had never then been to Australia but
she had heard from Ed of the koalas. That song was to become Sabby’s theme song that
would stop the show each night as beautiful, curvy Sabby stood in front of
the footlights and in her rather husky, sexy voice sang of the Australian bush
and its animals.
Arrival - 28 November 1958
28 November 1958 - Sabrina
lands in Sydney.
28 November, 1958 (front page of Daily Mirror, Sydney)
STARES ALL THE WAY
Sabrina — the world's most famous bosom — flew into Sydney and
laughed at reports that she had been "lost."
"What, me get lost? Don't be silly," she said with a glance at her
[Sabrina's mother, Mrs. Sykes, arrived in Sydney on Wednesday— the
day her famous daughter was due. She said she didn't know where Sabrina was.]
As she stepped from the Pan-American air- liner, hundreds of goggle-eyed
men pushed and jostled each other to get a glimpse of the 41-18-36 blond.
Photographers and newsreel and TV camera men struggled to get the best vantage
The voluptuous actress stopped all work at the airport. Workmen downed-tools
and stood on trucks, heavy equipment and fences to see her.
"Gosh it's hot," she said.
Flight 1303 was to touch down with their most publicised passenger - Sabrina.
Since Sabrina had gone to Rome a few days earlier her mother
was to pick up Sabrina in Rome. but as the plane taxied on to the tarmac and the cheers went up from the crowd, and down the
steps came a Sabrina’s Mum, there was No
Sabrina, and Mum did not know where she was.
When Mrs. Sykes’ plane
from London arrived in Rome, Sabrina was not there, so Mrs. Sykes came on
her own. Mrs. Sykes drove
away and left the airport. The Melbourne “Herald” ran
front page “Sabrina Lost”, and a later edition came with the
headlines “Sabrina Found”. She had stopped in at Hollywood!
Her agent phoned Pan Am and
asked them to get her on a plane and to watch that she did not slip away again.
She had six mink stoles in her luggage; her excess baggage bill was mounting,
especially as she flew to the Tinsel City to sign a film contract. The next
arrival date was fixed, 28 November 1958 and the media advised everyone.
The procession was on again. The crowds turned up and once again waited for the arrival of this young
lady who had captured the headlines throughout the world.
Although the police had been warned that wherever Sabrina appeared there had
been riots, they just stood by and
waited for her to arrive. Again the passengers left the
plane and this time Sabrina had arrived.
stood on the top of the steps. The cheers rang out, the photographers’ flash bulbs
started popping, Sabrina paused on the steps in her most provocative pose;
she took a deep breath, she cooed hello to the crowds. She was wearing a
low cut royal blue ankle length dress. Following her was an airline official
carrying her three minks in a plastic bag.
At her press conference, Sabrina
fluttered her eyelashes and talked of Hollywood and her recently signed contract
to make two films a year, for $30,000 each.
Then she stepped into her mauve car and with the “Sabrina” pennant
flying the procession moved off towards Melbourne and down St. Kilda Road
to the Chevron Hotel.
The Police shepherded her through the crowds. There were no
riots here. When asked what she was going to do in the show she just said “it
was a singing act”, but no one seemed to worry about that part. You
only remember Sabrina.
Sabrina arrived on 28 November 1958 at Essendon Airport, Melbourne, and it seemed the world's press was there to greet her. Her mauve car was there to whisk her away to the Chevron Hotel. There were mauve pennants with
the wording “Sabrina” to fly from the car and permission was given
for it to be on the tarmac. The Children’s Hospital “Miss Summer
Festival’s” fifteen finalists were there to add to the welcome.
Crowds had gathered along the route to welcome Sabrina in her
mauve car. A police escort, helped Sabrina’s car, followed by six Vauxhalls (carrying the finalists of the ‘Miss Summer Festival”) followed by the Light Car Club cars, festooned with balloons and streamers.
As the procession
wended its way towards Melbourne, Sabrina waved and blew kisses.
At the Chevron Hotel there were hundreds
of people waiting and more press. Once again more photos. During her press conference at the airport a group of white gowned and masked
University students had burst into the room and broke up the conference to
confer on Sabrina the title,
“Doctor of Physical Development”. Sabrina seemed to enjoy
this episode and of course the photographers had a field day taking pictures
of the students and Sabrina.
At night, Sabrina could
not get to sleep for the trams clanking along St. Kilda Road. Chevron Hotel
was on the corner of Commercial and St. Kilda Road and trains went past the
door of the Hotel and the tramways were digging
up tramlines all night and.she said she would not stay
there another night.
The next day, Saturday, she was to go to the
Tivoli for a special rehearsal, so the producer could find out what Sabrina really did in the show. After all, she
was the Star, and with all that publicity, the audience were expecting to be
entertained by more than a sex symbol. A problem was that the Sabrina-crowds
in the city outside the hotel and the Tivoli were blocking traffic so there was was no way to move Sabrina in a hurry.
Eventually she emerged in a flame red, high-collared dress.
She wore her dresses longer than usual to hide the scars on her legs from her
polio illness, but did that matter? No. She looked stunning and as she stepped
into her Saba Mauve car (the colour specially named after her) she received
a cheer from the crowd. The police were alerted to her departure and they were
waiting to escort the car through the city streets to the Tivoli where Sabrina
was rushed through the crowd to a relieved Producer. The police would not allow
the car to park outside the Theatre as it was stopping traffic, so we had to
take it around to the lane at the back of the Tivoli and put a guard on it.
Already I could see that I had given myself a PR’s nightmare.
“Pleasures of Paris” was as excited as anyone at meeting Sabrina
and although never could one say she had a strong voice it was then seen that
this artist, what she lacked in talent, would be made up for in her other “talents”.
Sabrina socialising in Elwood, Melbourne (1959)
Somewhere in Melbourne. Photos by Laurie Richards.
Thanks to Chris Keating for these great pictures of Sabrina in Melbourne, 1959.
Stirling Moss - 30 November 1958
British racing driver, Stirling Moss was in town for a car racing event around
the Albert Park Circuit the following day [30 November 1958]. When the press asked Sabrina if
she would be going she said “I will make a circuit in my car”.
That was quickly advertised. The car officials fixed the time and of course,
Stirling was to be her co driver. I soon learned that Sabby had learnt about
PR and needed no prompting. We managed to get to the circuit in time to make
this special drive and Sabrina and Stirling Moss, were photographed in the
car pits, and she stayed for an hour.
Click the pic to see video of Sabrina at the Grand Prix with Stirling Moss
The officials were glad when she did leave as the crowds were
certainly not watching the races. That fabulous figure in the mauve car was
more eye pleasing. I took her back to her Hotel and looked forward to the next
day, Sunday, being a day of rest, but how wrong it was to be. The complaint
about the noise of the trams had been told to the management who offered to
move Sabby and her mother to rooms on the other side. I felt the matter was
in hand but the quiet of my Sunday morning was interrupted with a call from
the Hotel informing me that Sabrina and her mother had moved out of the Hotel
about midnight on Saturday. They did not know where they had gone. I started
ringing around and eventually found out that they had moved to the Savoy Private
Hotel on the foreshore of Brighton, a £2 a day hotel.
When I arrived at the hotel I found Sabrina and her mother
watching television in their double suite, quite unaware that we were worried.
Of course it was not long before the press were on the doorstep and the next
morning when Sabrina went for a walk along the beach, photographers were everywhere.
The locals were loving all the fuss about their bayside suburb, and no trams
to disturb the Sykes family.
A special guest at the Melbourne
Christmas Party of
“Australasian Post”, Sabrina is photographed with Melbourne Herald
and Australian Post Executives. Left to right: Keith Macpherson, Cedric Ingamells,
Sabrina, E.F. Moyle, JC. Waters, Betty, Sabrina’s Mother (Mrs. Sykes),
John Mouchemore and Keith Newman.
As we all know in the world of promotion, the show goes on
and one has to just bear the problems that come, with looking after artists,
and in Sabrina’s
case publicity had come to her not by talent. I feel there is an insecurity
about them that makes it harder to come to terms with adulation. We had a
long way to go so my job was to make Sabrina feel happy. After a few days
I found a luxury flat for them in Toorak. We then got down to the business
of trying to cope with all the personal appearances. They came from all over
First of all Sabrina had to get her permit to drive. This meant
a test, so again the press were on our heels. I felt rather nervous as Sabrina
went for her driving test. She proved to be a good driver and all was well.
When we drove down Bourke Street we had a car full of press photographers
following. Sabrina was posing for them and again we stopped the traffic.
The mauve car and Sabrina were proving too much for the drivers who almost
crashed when they saw this beautiful buxom girl at the wheel.
The police were always about when we appeared, and in fact
I had an arrangement with the Town Hall police station to let them know when
Sabrina was going to be anywhere in the city, in the car, or on foot. One day
she had to go for a fitting in Flinders Lane. I used to advise the press what
she was doing daily so the street was packed, people hanging from the top windows.
She was due at 11 am. but by 12 noon the crowd were shouting “Where is
she?” When someone came out of a building and said “She is not
coming”. Almost a riot, but it got headlines in the press. It was Sabrina
Another occasion, Sabrina was driving her car through the city to the Tivoli
and she ran out of petrol. She just fled on foot and told us where the car
was when she got to the Theatre. By the time we sent someone around with
a can of petrol the car was surrounded, the registration number had been
taken and the police were standing by. One day we called in at a coffee lounge
for a cup of coffee and when I looked out of the window I was horrified to
see the street blocked with people, right up to the window. There was no
way we were able to leave, so I rang the police station and down came
two burly policemen who escorted us back to the theatre.
Sabrina really enjoyed
this admiration, but for me. at times I wondered if we would get out unscathed.
The night Sabrina made her first television appearance on Bert Newton’s “Late
Show” on Channel 7, the police had to be at the station. Bert was
in his early days of television and at first was quite nervous but soon Sabrina
put him at ease. She had a way with her, almost a simplicity, her tardiness
was still her worst fault.
Sabrina was the guest of the Premier (Sir Henry Bolte)
and members of his cabinet at a luncheon at Parliament House, Melbourne.
She was met by Mr John Rossiter, M.L.A. for Brighton.
On the day she was invited to lunch at Parliament House I
had to tell her it was earlier than planned. Mr. John Rossiter (Liberal Member
for Brighton) invited Sabrina to lunch and to meet the Premier, Sir Henry Bolte.
Then to the galleries of the Legislative Council and Legislative Assembly for
a short period. She had been a temporary constituent in his electorate when
she stayed at the Private Hotel in Middle Brighton.
Dressed in beige lace, Sabrina made a beautiful picture as she drove up to
Parliament House in her mauve car. Crowds were there to see her welcomed
on the steps by Mr. Rossiter who ushered her through the doors to meet the
Premier and then to lunch with several members. When she met the Premier,
Sir Henry Bolte, Arthur Rylah, The Chief Secretary, and Victoria’s
London Agent General Sir William Leggatt she had added more to her fan list.
She was then escorted into the Assembly Chambers and I doubt if the members
thought much about politics while she remained in the gallery. As she left
Parliament House Mr. Roberts Dunstan, Liberal MR presented her with a rose
grown in his own garden, Sabrina had really won over Parliament House members
that day in December, 1958.
There were many more clashes with the police and each day that I waited for
Sabrina to arrive at the theatre, I dreaded what might happen. I am sure
that the press and police had a direct line. Even the policemen who caught
her on a minor traffic offence - making a U turn - were featured in the press.
We were lunching one day at the Savoy Plaza Hotel in Spencer Street and to
my horror we were approached by a parking attendant. Sabrina had left her
car in a zoning area. More pictures and stories. When asked what the
policemen were like who reprimanded her she had said “rather old”,
and so, as they were 28 and 29 she apologised. Invited them and their partners
to see the show, more pictures. She certainly had the Midas touch with publicity.
At times it was hard to keep up to where we were going and what would happen
9 December 1958
“Pleasures of Paris” opened with
a Gala performance. The foyer was decorated with a large wooden model of
the Eiffel Tower which sprayed perfume in the air. The setting was all very
Parisian. The publicity had been around Sabrina and now the audiences were
to see what she could really do, except show off her voluptuous figure. Her
stage costumes had been made by Melbourne’s designer, Simon Shinberg’s
So the great moment arrived when Sabrina, flanked by the Horrie Dargie
Quintet, sang her theme song “I Want to Cuddle a Koala”, then “Diamonds
are a Girl’s Best Friend”, throwing fake jewellery into the audience.
Sabrina was a success, her voice, not strong but, who cares. She was very
professional and as one journalist was heard to say in the interval, “An
extraordinary girl paid to purvey sex yet the pitch doesn’t stick to
her”. “As friendly as a kitten”, one staid editor told
me. They were enamoured. It amazed me, but I knew it was there, for no matter
how late we were for appointments, as soon as we arrived Sabrina gave of
herself and all was forgiven.
As the “Puss in Boots” pantomime
was on daily through the Christmas holidays it meant that Sabrina and I were
to continue on our merry way trying to keep as many personal appearances
Point Leo Surf Club Carnival - 4 January 1959
Sabrina was a very good swimmer, having learnt to swim when she had polio,
so we had invitations from almost every Surf Club and finally chose to visit
the Point Leo Surf Club’s Annual Carnival. We were collected by the
Club Captain, Alan Forster, and on the way Sabrina said she would like fish
and chips in a newspaper. All the way down the South Coast she munched on
her fish and chips.
On arrival I took one look and prayed that the police
had got my message and were there to protect us, but could not see any. There
were more than 10,000 swimmers and spectators on the beach. As the car pulled
in I really thought it would be turned over. We eventually managed to get
into the Club House with the help of those burly lifesavers and outside we could hear the crowd
chanting “We want Sabrina”.
She had brought a one piece bathing
costume to change into and I got into my costume and with the President we
braved the crowd. She presented the John Marshall Memorial Surf Race Trophy
to winner John Olsen (John Marshall had founded the Club).
Sabrina was then presented with a Club jumper (a bit small) and then she suggested
she would go for a swim.
I of course, decided I had better go with her,
so did thousands of surfers. Sabrina, being a strong swimmer was soon out
beyond the waves. I stood there and just wondered if she would get back
as the crowd of swimmers swam out to her. Twice I was knocked off my feet
in trying to reach her and shouting for help which everyone thought was
just a stunt.
Eventually she came out, as always, quite calm, and sat on
the beach chatting to spectators while we just stood around getting our
breath. Every move was being photographed and written about.
Sabrina visits the Point Leo Life Saving Club 1958.
Many thanks to the club for searching their archives for me.
Surf Club would always remember the day Sabrina took over their beach. On
our way home we called in at Liberal Member, Robert Dunstan’s home
for drinks. It was another day over for me with many more to come, just
Sabrina at the Point Leo Life Saving Club in 1958, thanks to Brian Horwood
Read more about the Point Leo event - and watch the colour movie!
I believe that when the press runs a heading “She is Driving in the City”,
and everyone knows who it is, then you are a celebrity. Maybe not a Star. I
rather reserve that for artists like Margot Fonteyn and Dave Brubeck. But that
Saba Mauve car was to be the centre of attention every time Sabrina stepped
into it. The photographers and press that went on her first trip through the
City streets sat amazed as Sabrina broke traffic rules, smiled at the policemen
and drove on. I wondered at the time if the car had been a wise idea but she
soon mastered the road rules and all was well.
I think one of the most hectic days I spent with Sabrina was when she decided
she would like to go to a country race meeting. There was one at Woodend,
about forty miles from Melbourne. It was arranged. Off we went with Mum in
tow. As soon as Sabrina appeared on the racecourse, the whole crowd stopped
in their tracks. Again the photographers had a field day.
The committee had
set up a hospitality tent for us and Mother was enjoying the hospitality
so much she decided we would all have a final drink at the Woodend Hotel
with some of the members of the committee. I had the usual worry of getting
Sabrina back to the theatre on time. Mother was enjoying herself so much
that eventually we had to just get her out, put her in the car, and drive
like hell to the Tivoli. It was really a funny day.
The Australian Antarctic research ship "Magga Dan" had the honour
of having an Army duck christened “Sabrina” by the star herself,
who visited the ship prior to the expedition leaving to take part in the official
ceremony, in which the ministration of Wilke Island was handed over to Australia
by America. An interesting fact was given us by members of the team that the
coastline on which Wilke Island is situated was named Sabrina in 1839 by a
Norwegian Sea Captain. Why it was named Sabrina made one member say that “he
thought the coast had some outstanding physical features”. Sabrina smashed
a bottle of champagne over the duck and once more got the headlines.
[See 6 Jan 1959 in Sabrina's biography page]
Test Cricketers - 18 January 1959
The English Test Cricketers were in town. They were invited to the Theatre
and when they invited Sabrina to attend a Test Match I hoped she would
refuse. Ian Johnson, Secretary of the Melbourne Cricket Club was also a
bit dubious how the staid Members would take to Sabrina sitting
with them. I assured him she would not have any press people with her.
Arrangements were made for us to meet Jan at his office. We were late.
We walked from the office to the ground. To my horror, Sabrina handed Ian
her makeup case to carry. We were seated with Ian’s wife and in a
moment all eyes were on Sabrina. Even the cricketers on the field seemed
to stop in their paces. When the tea adjournment came, she decided to have
afternoon tea in the Members’ room. Once more she was the centre
Sabrina being coached by former test players Ian Johnson and
Sir Leonard Hutton. she
was chosen to bowl the first ball in the International match in Melbourne in
1959. Walter Lindrum, world famous billardist [sic] and Maurie Fleming,
President of Richmond Football Club join in the group.
After the tea break, we settled down again and out of the
corner of my eye I saw a Herald photographer beckoning to me. I pretended not
to notice, remembering what Ian Johnson had said about publicity, but Bert
Rodda, one of my favourite photographers, was determined to get a photo for
the late Herald edition. Sabby saw him. That was it. She called out to him.
She posed, and that evening’s
Herald carried a front page photo of Sabrina and Mrs. Jan Johnson.
left, I breathed a sigh of relief that Sabrina’s visit had not disrupted
the Members Cricket day, and as Ian Johnson said goodbye, I feel he felt
the same. Later that month Sabrina was asked to bowl the first ball in an
international Cricket Match in aid of Red Cross. Sir Leonard Button’s
eleven against Ian Johnson’s eleven, with famous test players of England,
South Africa, Australia. Walter Lindrum and Herb Elliott were guests.
all came to see Sabrina bowl that first ball. More photos and publicity.
It seemed that all Australia wanted Sabrina at their events. About this time
cynics were disbelieving that Sabrina’s waist was 18 inches. She decided
to challenge anyone who could come up with such a waist. With a city store
we ran a competition and the entries poured in. Sabrina was to be measured
in front of shoppers in the store. There were a few quite close measurements
and for a while I thought we would be beaten. Not so Sabrina. She faced up
to the crowds with the finalists and she came out a winner. There were of
course, prizes for the finalists, I really felt at one stage we just may
not make it.
Wool Board - 24 January 1959 [Toolern Vale]
Later, Sabrina became rather more difficult. I did not altogether blame her,
for she was the talk of Melbourne and Australia. The commercial side of promotion
was just then rearing its head. Up to then contra deals consisted of giving
a few items of their merchandise, but now money was hovering around Sabrina’s
mind. Her demands were sometimes not accepted by firms - after all, up to
then, such commercialism had not been thought of.
One of the promotions that really brought tremendous Australian wide publicity
was the Wool Board. Simon Shinberg of the Wool Board approached me for Sabrina
to launch their summer weight wool weave, only 6 ounces a yard, which was
going to be launched the following Autumn. The idea was for Sabrina to visit
a sheep property, take a hand in shearing, riding, and lunch at the homestead.
All seemed straight forward till you had to have the job of organising Sabrina.
She agreed on the condition that she got a full wardrobe of woollen frocks
to take back to England. Off we drove in her mauve car, and once again we
were late, but when Sabrina stepped out of the car in her spiky high heels,
wearing one of the specially made woollen frocks, forgiveness reigned once
She smiled through all the demands of the press, shearing a sheep, riding a
horse, walking through the bush, having Billy Tea. She was a photographer’s
dream, but behind the scenes I sweated as she kept rushing in and changing
dresses. The Wool Board had never had their clothes so well promoted. It
was a long time before the small township of Melton recovered from
having Sabrina in their district.
15 January 1959
It was summer and a very hot one at that, but Sabrina always looked cool and
with her beautiful English complexion she coped with the daily personal appearances,
almost like royalty. Every morning I would brief the press to where she would
be and the interest never waned, She was always appearing with personalities
in their own right, and if nothing was doing that day the press would make
suggestions, like what about getting Herb Elliott and Sabrina to run together,
and so it went on.
(The original source
of this pic said it's Ron Elliot,
but our Sir Nigel assures
me it is Herb. Ed)
"Two well-known personalities - one British and the other Australian - spent the lunch-hour together in MELBOURNE today practising for a charity performance to be held on Sunday for the Red Cross Society. Champion miler HERB ELLIOTT....and his eye-watching time-keeper SABRINA. They'll both take part in Sunday's International Charity cricket match at St. Kilda Oval.
While ELLIOTT did some routine lunch-hour training at Como Park today, most eyes were on SABRINA, dressed for the occasion in matador pants and white sweater. "
Healesville Sanctuary (Before 28 January 1959)
On the cover of Women's Weekly, 28 January 1959 (click to read the article)
The Healesville Sanctuary "Cuddle A Koala" wish fulfilment".
When she said she would love
to cuddle a live koala, see a platypus and not just sing about them. The Australian
Women’s Weekly arranged for Sabrina to visit the Healesville Sanctuary,
and that great journalist, the late Freda Irving, was given the task
of arranging the day.
As it was to be a long drive, it was important that we
leave early so we could get Sabrina back in time for her evening show. Freda
arrived in her car with photographer, Laurie Kimber. Freda lived in
the country and her car was used to carry produce to market and when Sabrina
saw it she said she would take her car and Laurie could drive it.
For this day in the country she was wearing a blue off the
shoulder dress; over six stiffened petticoats, high splinter heeled sandals
and long black eyelashes.
She carried a hat box with clothing changes, and
the ever present makeup case. Freda gasped but so anxious to get on our way
she agreed we would go in Sabrina’s mauve car with the embossed S on
door and pennant flying. Sabby’s mother was with us. Freda had brought
a hamper of goodies for lunch. That journey was to Freda and I, the most frustrating
trip we had ever made.
We were over an hour late and Sabrina and car were recognised.
People swarmed on to the road. She asked to stop the car to sign autographs.
At Croydon, where Freda bought meat for the barbecue, there was a near riot.
Children just came from everywhere. By this time Laurie was in a state of wondering
if we would ever get to Healesville. Sabrina was loving it, and eventually
like a child, she said she was hungry and wanted to eat.
It was with a sigh of relief we drove through the gates of
the Healseville Sanctuary to be greeted by the Director, Mr. Gasking, his wife
and nine year old son, Richard. He had a fire burning, so the barbecue was
soon on its way. To our surprise this tiny waisted girl ate a large T bone
steak, two chops, three eggs, washed down by billy bea and three glasses of
Laurie was anxious to start photographing as we had a lot
of organising with the animals. So on through the bush, to meet and cuddle
a koala (a photo that made world press), pat a platypus and kiss a kangaroo.
Sabrina as always fell in to a pose to Laurie’s delight and the result
was terrific pictures. Again Sabrina became a professional. When problems arose
with the kangaroo, who was refusing her kiss (a male roo) she came up with
the bright idea of putting a salted peanut in between her lips, and hey presto,
After this it was onto Belgrave to meet Bill Onus and throw a boomerang and
this she loved. It was a very happy and - for us - a very relieved feeling
when we eventually got Sabrina back to the theatre with only ten minutes
before curtain. They were almost sending out a search party, but that day
in the bush made a front cover and coloured spread, and all Australia was
able to enjoy the day “She Cuddled a Koala”. That night at the
end of her song, she excitedly told her audience her wonderful experiences
of that day.
Polio patients - 28 February 1959
Margaret Reid Hospital, Mona Vale Road, St.Ives, N.S.W.
Sometimes I found Sabrina quite a tough young lady. She had suddenly been pushed
into the limelight and “used”. Then she would show a side that
was really soft and kind. She said she would like to visit some polio patients,
having had polio as a child and knowing she was one of the fortunate ones
to live a normal life. A visit to the Fairfield Hospital was arranged and
Horrie Dargie, himself a victim of polio, went out with Sabrina. No fuss,
she just wanted to meet as many of the patients as possible and only allowed
one photographer to be there to take a picture.
She met patients who had
been in iron lungs for over four years; she chatted to them, gave them gifts,
and signed autographs. It showed that other side of Sabrina. The public and
media had made her what she was, and at twenty-two years old, she really
did handle everything well; well, almost everything.
Sabrina visits polio victims at the Margaret Reid Hospital, 28 Feb 1959
1 March 1959
Goes fishing with quiz game king, Bob Dyer.
29 March 1959 - Sabrina is mobbed at a hospital's charity fete.
Bendigo - date?
The Mutual Public Society asked Sabrina to compere the opening
of their building project in Bendigo. Only a new Company, and backed by the
Victorian Government, this Society was planning to build homes in country towns
with local labour and materials. This Bendigo project required saturation publicity.
Who else, but Sabrina to make that happen?
They had also arranged for the Minister
for Lands (Mr. K. Turnbull) to officially declare open the first home of this
scheme. It was to Sabrina they looked for the publicity. Now, of course, Sabrina
could see that her appearances were worth money. She finally agreed to a sum
of what I think at that time, was about $300, and also, wanted a suite reserved
at the Hotel Shamrock. Her mother would be going and she must return early
after the opening.
Finally, all this was arranged. Bendigo prepared for Sabrina’s
arrival. The Home project seemed second place. When I arrived to travel with
her to Bendigo in the car provided by Mutual Public Society, Sabrina decided
she wanted to take her mauve car and drive herself, so there we were running
late as usual, with two cars.
With the pennant flying, Sabrina was loving every minute of it, waving and
stopping at every spot to say hello. Eventually we got to Macedon for lunch.
During the lunch Sabrina said to me, “I want more money
for this appearance. Unless I get another hundred pounds in cash, I will not
proceed to Bendigo.” I rang one of the Mutual Home people in Bendigo
and told him what Sabrina wanted. But as we both thought of the alternative,
we knew Sabrina would win, so when I told her, she decided to proceed to Bendigo.
We were met by police escort at the entrance to the town. I do not believe
even royalty has had such a welcome. It seemed all Bendigo was there to welcome
this “Dumb Blonde”. I brightened up a bit as I saw the crowd for
I knew Sabrina would respond, despite the fact she was not in a very good mood.
We were escorted through the crowd into the Shamrock Hotel,
which was strewn with banners hanging from the balcony, “Welcome Sabrina”.
The official party including the Minister, had arrived earlier and now here
was Sabrina. She was taken to the suite, which in the early days of the Shamrock
was used for Royalty and decided to make her first change of clothes for the
day. Sabrina won all hearts and as she waved to the crowd from the balcony
she was asked why she drove her car to Bendigo, her reply, “So you could
see it for yourselves”.
On to the opening of the Home project. I doubt if anyone heard what the Minister
said, or wanted to look at the home. All eyes were on Sabrina. Crowds pushed,
and fought just to touch her, and she revelled in it, signing autographs
and the official party [was] completely ignored. We had our usual team of
press people following us and when one bright person suggested that Sabrina
should pan for gold at a nearby creek, Sabrina in her spiky heels went and
walked along dusty roads, followed by a barrage of press people, and tried
for her gold find. (She didn’t get it.) One chap said to me (she has
the gold in those hills of hers).
Back at the Shamrock the crowds still waited, and when I suggested we had better
start for home, she said she had decided to stay overnight. We sent Mother
home and in the morning Sabby, and a rather tired PR lass, wended our way
back to Melbourne. I doubt if Bendigo will ever forget the day that Sabrina
took over their City. I know I won’t.
"Is it gold?" as Sabrina picked up a yellow coloured pebble during her Bendigo
The heading the next day in “Bendigo Advertiser” read,
“Sabrina and Minister drew Bendigo crowds”. She had proved she
was No. 1 and as everyone in Melbourne was saying, she had become a local landmark.
Even Tattersall’s major prize tickets were called “Sabrina or Bust’.
Sabrina used to cause a disruption to Melbourne traffic so much that the police
were used to being called out to handle the situation, but there was one
occasion that they really felt the whole business had gone far enough. Sabrina
was to make an appearance at Myers, in their Mural Hall, which had been booked
out weeks before. Bert Newton, then making a name for himself, as a H.S.V.
7 personality was to compete the Fashion Parade, and interview Sabrina. It
was agreed that she would be met at the front entrance in Bourke Street by
the Directors of Myers and taken to the Mural Hall. All these plans on paper
looked great. We still had not learned that once again, she would cause traffic
She arrived at the entrance, late of course, and by then Bourke
Street from Swanston to Elizabeth Street was completely jammed with people.
The trams could not get through. As she stepped out of her car she was literally
carried through the entrance; I, a little under 5 foot and weighing eight stone,
was carried along with the crowd. It was a frightening experience. The Myer
Directors and PR lady, Jean Carter, just disappeared into the crowd. Sabrina
was really terrified. She was wearing all white with a white mink, a white
toque hat, so, fortunately, she stood out and I managed to get to her.
We were swept on to an escalator while Bert Newton was keeping
the crowd amused by describing her progress through the store. Merchandise
was knocked over and I am sure that Myers must have lost a lot to shoplifters.
Bert Newton interviews Sabrina during her appearance
in the Myer Mural Hall when thousands blocked the surrounding city streets
to see this artist's arrival and appearance.
We went through another entrance, then I saw a goods lift.
I bundled Sabrina into it. Somehow we arrived at the Mural Hall floor and got
through to the back of the stage, and I literally pushed Sabrina on to an exhausted
Bert, she just stood and the whole of the audience cheered.
The Fashion Parade was good but nothing else mattered. Bert proceeded to interview
her and, as ever, Sabrina had won another crowd and she was the star of the
event. Outside the crowds were continuing to chant. It was now getting near
5 p.m. The traffic snarl was slowly getting worse. We had to go from Myers
to a function given by a shoe company at a restaurant on the banks of the
Yarra which meant we had to pass along Elizabeth Street and cross the bridge
into St Kilda Road: not a difficult task for anyone but Sabrina.
I told the
police and by then the traffic was beginning to be blocked almost right through
to the Yarra bank and so once again a police escort. We managed to get out
of Myers, cross the bridge to meet yet another crowd. Sabrina loved it, signing
autographs all the way: waving to the crowd, and leaving the Myer Directors
very happy, even if a bit battered. The press next day would carry their
banner Well, Sabrina, would carry it for them.
Her Melbourne season over and she was going to Sydney. The Melbourne “Herald”
took one of their rare steps. They asked her to say “goodbye” to
their Melbourne readers by writing her impressions of her visit. With a photo
of Sabrina at a typewriter, (she did not type, of course) Sabrina’s last
day in Melbourne was recorded on the front page of the “Herald”.
She praised Australia, liked our accent, our beaches, our men (though apart
from a few escorts, Melbourne men had been shy to make her acquaintance). She
said some day I will return.
Before she left she called at the Town Hall police station
and thanked the police for their help during her stay in their city. They voted
her a great sport. We found time to take a helicopter trip (quite unique in
those days) to a Charity Function at Sir Reg Ansett’s home. Another occasion,
we went by chopper to a party with Evie Hayes in the hills of Melbourne.
There were many more occasions but as the “Herald” caption read “Goodbye
Sabrina”. She walked through a crowd of press, police, airport workers.
She waved to us and said “ I loved Melbourne, but oh, those trams”.
As I look back today at the newspaper stories, photos and the list of engagements
for this artist, I am amazed. They say that publicity is the stuff of which
fame is built. Sabrina had, besides her magnificent figure, a certain glamour,
almost a naivety; a girl next door appeal; sexy, not really, but a freshness.
This promotion was beyond our wildest dreams. Once I got Sabrina in front
of the cameras it was over to her.
Sydney - date?
And so onto Sydney, and more of the same thing, but somehow I felt that as
Melbourne had had her first, Sydney was not going overboard like they did
in the City in the South, but, they had not counted on Sabrina’s appeal.
The police were there to meet her. She made the headlines,
but it was not quite the same. I did not go over with her, but from what I
heard she was not as co-operative, maybe tired, who could blame her? On one
occasion the heading read “Sabrina put on a poor show”. This was
High Society, attended by many of Sydney’s top socialites. In a way,
I can understand her feelings. She knew she was only invited for the news value,
and as such she went, talked a little and refused to sit at the official
[Read Sabrina's account of this in Aust
The Sydney press were not that kind to her and waited for
any opportunity for her to make headlines. Not in the way it had all happened
in Melbourne. Maybe that magic had gone. Sabrina was probably tired and just
wanted to get home. She had crowded into the three months in Melbourne more
than a lifetime of functions for most people. I still marvel that this young
girl had proved in a short time, that we all like a fantasy world to read about.
Her promotion had taught me that whenever I could, I would try and bring to
the public through the media a bit of magic of theatre and its people. Sometimes
a bit exaggerated, but does that matter if you’re bringing joy to the
When Sabrina was appearing at the Sydney Tivoli Theatre in
“Pleasures of Paris’, Jack Davey asked her to be a guest on his
popular morning show on 2GB. Jack, number 1 in the world of Radio and
a great showman, recorded his show “live” from his luxury penthouse
at Point Piper. Jack had heard of Sabrina’s lateness at appointments,
so decided the only way to ensure she was “on cue” at the right
time was to invite Sabby and her mother to stay with him the night before the
When Sabrina arrived at his apartment she was, as usual, followed
by swarms of photographers and much to Jack Davey’s delight, she spent
a lot of time posing in her bikini at the swimming pool, and even swimming
a few laps.
Jack woke her at 7.30 am, with a glass of orange juice and
then started his programme. A few minutes before Sabrina was due to go on the
radio, he checked with her and to his horror she was sound asleep. Just when
he despaired she would be “on air” on time, in walked Sabrina,
a sleepy girl.
History recorded it was one of Jack’s best interviews.
Sabrina swapped wisecracks with Davey with surprising skill and commendable
composure and from the moment she whispered into the mike, “Hello, I
am so tired. It is the middle of the night:’ Sabrina had chalked up another
winner with the public.
After she left, Jack Davey pinned over the bed, “Sabrina Slept Here”.
The paper quoted her as being just like the girl next door.
[Jack Davey died on 14 October 1959 and Sabrina attended his funeral - and Sabrina was furious when the press photographed her during Davey's funeral service]
Perth - June-July 1959
Sabrina in Australia, posing prettily on a barrel of wine in a Perth (WA) wine cellar. Published June 1960. Source.
|17 June 1959 - Perth, Western Australia
Sabrina is assaulted onstage by a fan in Perth. As reported in the Saskatoon Star (Phoenix)
Preferred Force To Persuasion
PERTH, Australia (Reuters)— British actress - singer Sabrina purred "persuade me" to a man she invited up from the audience to join her on stage Tuesday night — but the volunteer performer chose a more direct approach.
He grabbed the busty singer and tried to kiss her. Sabrina tried to push him away but tripped up in her form-fitting red dress and toppled to the floor. The man continued to embrace her as she struggled to get to her feet.
She finally got up and wiggled off stage, her lipstick smeared and her blonde hair mussed. The man returned to his front - row seat.
Sabrina came back later for her finale, still with one shoe missing and obviously upset by the incident.
In Australia Post, Sabrina is reported to have said of the incident:
"This night I had hardly got the words out over the microphone asking
for a man to come up on to the stage to help me out, when a dark young
man [Michael] leaped out of his seat, rushed down the theatre aisle
and up on to the stage.
As soon as I started my song I had a feeling that tonight was going
to be different.
Suddenly, he took a step forward and kissed me full on the lips –
with an audience of 1500 watching.
The slinky, very low-cut tight fitting evening dress that I was wearing
was definitely not made for this sort of thing.
I did not dare to struggle too hard in case I came out of the dress altogether.
At any moment I felt the audience were going to be able to see for themselves
that my bust owed nothing to artifice.
I was furious when I picked up a newspaper the following day.
In big black type there was an interview with the man who had kissed
Dragging my reluctant manager with me, I took a taxi to his business
I was so angry that I stepped forward and gave him a stinging right
hand slap on the face.
Honor was satisfied. I swept out feeling a different woman."
another report of this Sabrina episode]
|14 September, 1959 - Queensland
Movie actress Sabrina being met by fans after she arrives at Eagle Farm airport
15 September, 1959 - Queensland
Brisbane, Queensland. Movie actress Sabrina with a kangaroo in Queens St.
At times, I could have gladly walked away from her, but then she would do something
that just made me forgive her, for all her faults.
How many people did Sabrina leave in Australia feeling that
reading about her, sometimes meeting her, hearing of her furs and her mauve
car, had brought a touch of glamour into their otherwise very tidy and sometimes
boring lives. That is the way I have always tried to look at this rather exhausting
Sabrina went back to England and as often happens here in Australia,
we never heard of her again. Her dreams of becoming a great film star may have
come true and somewhere, she is now happy and contented, sometimes remembering
the period of her life when “Sabrina will be here” stopped the
traffic. I hope so.
14 November 1959 - The Toledo Blade (Ohio, USA) reported:
Sabrina and manager Ray Bolwell at Mascot leaving for USA,
19 Nov 59
Sabrina then headed for New Zealand
This great Sabrinastuff was kindly provided by Sir James
Colour photos of the Healesville trip added 13 May 2009 from the 'Canberra Scrapbook' purchase.