Word: armstrongs
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...newlywed princess need watch her figure. She can be sure that everyone else is doing it for her. Ever since Princess Margaret married Commoner Antony Armstrong-Jones a year ago, London waist watchers have had a field day. But after two premature press guesses proved wrong last summer and fall, the susurrus of the rumor mills gradually died away. Last week the watchers were taken by surprise when Kensington Palace announced that Princess Margaret was "expecting" a baby in October or early November...
...Common Touch. As pints were raised in pubs and Welsh mums wiped away a happy tear, the man of the hour was Tony Armstrong-Jones, the onetime bohemian and free-lancing photographer, who until only recently has had his critics. Once the bloom was off the groom, Britain's royalty-revering public made it plain that it was watching ex-Playboy Tony with a tolerant but suspicious eye, intent on making sure he did right by their Meg. Trouble was, there was little publicly that he could do. Royal protocol made working for a living unthinkable, and Tony...
...first anniversary approached, Antony Armstrong-Jones, 31, explained how he had been spending his spare time. With old razor blades and matchsticks, Princess Margaret's husband had whiled away the hours putting together a spiky, architectural fantasy to house the London Zoo's exotic birds. Tony nervously told his first press conference: "We have tried to achieve an exciting design in architecture as well as allowing the birds as much light and freedom as possible." London critics looked at a model of the angular, chichi aviary and formed their own opinions. Among them: "An attempt to disprove some...
...April 26 Armstrong Circle Theatre (CBS, 10-11 p.m.).* Dramatized version of civil defense test, in which strangers huddled for two weeks in an underground shelter...
Gower Champion has staged and danced the show expertly, as has Will Stevens Armstrong designed and lighted it. There are some nice Bob Merrill songs; Miss Alberghetti has an engaging voice; Jerry Orbach is a deft puppetmaster; as Marco and his gal, James Mitchell and Kaye Ballard have amusing scenes, particularly one where she is locked in a box through which he plunges swords. But the evening's peak comes with a whirling and jubilant "Grand Impérial Cirque de Paris" dance number, paced by the memorable little man of La Plume de Ma Tante, Pierre Olaf. Fetchingly...