Just look at this smug girl with her two spacehoppers, and her pristine pink crimplene frock. She looks like the antithesis of me as a girl. My socks would be stained with grass, and wrinkling themselves down my legs. I don't suppose she's even bounced on one of those spacehoppers. And how many spacehoppers can one girl use? Maybe she doesn't even know what you're supposed to do with them? That would explain why she's just standing there, otherwise it seems a missed photo opportunity, doesn't it?
And a bizarre subject for a postcard, whatever she's doing with them.
(p.s. You have my permission to supply rude captions for this photo.)