The complete Pirelli calendar book

A Pan Original, softcover, in box, Pan Books ltd. London and Sydney, illustrated.

Introduction by David Niven
When it comes to an auction, I am a chicken ... 1 don't have the guts to pull my earlobe or pick my nose in order to signal to the auctioneer that I'll bid another twenty guineas for a dilapidated snuft box. l am, however, drawn to auctions like a moth to flame, particularly to auctions of contemporary art. One day such a sale was taking place at Christie's, and standing in the doorway, hands firmly in pockets and eyebrows anchored in case an involuntary move on my part stuck me with some­thing by Andy Warhol, I beheld brisk bidding for some Pirelli Calendars.
I thought it encouraging for the future of the world that the venerabie House of Christie had thus publicly proclaimed what many of us had known since 1964 - that the Pirelli Calendar was an Art Form. The Calendar was the brainchild of designer Derek Forsyth, and for ten years, as mounting waves of pornography swept over one and al!, discerning denizens of boardrooms and bar rooms clung to their Pirelli Calendars
as they raised their beautiful and erotic heads above the swill. ...................... ................................ ...........................

Some text on endpaper, some tipp-ex on endpaper, minor wear on box.