AA MEN are always on hand when there's a damsel in distress.
They're even quicker off the mark, or so we suspect, if there's a cute wee dug in trouble.
This fur-coated West End woman and her pet pooch had hit the buffers in Bank Street in 1968, just off Great Western Road, when her classy Ford Corsair had gone kaput.
Eagle-eyed readers will notice Walter Hubbard the grocers on the other side of the road, later to become Hubbard's pub and the famous, nay infamous, Cleopatra's (Clatty Pat's) nightclub.
The striped awning, top left, belongs to another grocers turned bar. The former Cooper's store, complete with its landmark red-sandstone tower, was later an Aussie-theme bar, but has now returned to the Coopers name.
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