Word: biarritz
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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Elsewhere photographers snapped some candid shots of part-time sports figures in lesser events: in Biarritz on a recent vacation, two-year-old Arabella, daughter of Randolph and granddaughter of Winston Churchill, huffed & puffed till her tongue hung out playing solitaire with a beach ball. In Falkenstein, Germany, U.S. High Commissioner John J. McCloy practiced place-kicks before a game of touch football between his office staff and a team of American newspaper correspondents. The practice paid off: McCloy 's eleven trounced the writers...
Switch in Biarritz The Empress Eugenie always loved Biarritz, and Biarritz felt the same way about Eugenie. Until World War II, a bas-relief sculpture of her stood on the town's seaside boulevard; then the Germans carted it away for scrap metal. Biarritz somehow didn't look right without her. This spring, the city fathers signed up a 28-year-old Chilean sculptor named Juan Luis Cousino to carve a new statue. The sculptor's advance design was perfect: a gay, wasp-waisted Eugenie in swirling crinolines. Last week the city fathers were hopping mad. They...
Sculptor Cousino had done his carving in Italy, and brought the statue to Biarritz under heavy wraps. When the town was all set for the gala unveiling, a municipal councilman peeped under the wrappings and saw a horrifying sight: a bleak marble pyramid capped with the head of an agonizing, sphinxlike woman...
...Biarritz canceled the unveiling, refused to pay Cousino, and had the pyramid carted off to the city dump. But Biarritz still wants Eugenie. The city fathers are looking for another sculptor...
...almost like old times in Deauville. But things were not equally idyllic elsewhere in 'France. Down in Biarritz business was terrible, and a lot of big-name guests were getting free hotel rooms just to provide publicity. The Duke of Windsor had been heard to murmur, as he escorted his Duchess about town: "Now when my father was here...