Things have come a long way since I saved up to buy my copy of Cycling Weekly back in the mid seventies. It was printed in two colours, red and black, on cheap newsprint. After I had exhaustively read every word, it was recycled by putting it between my vest and bike jersey for those
As a magazine enthusiast, I get anxious if I see anyone mistreating the very thing we strive so carefully to produce. But magazines are, of course, meant to be read, and it is unusual when someone keeps a hold of their copies for a long time, revering them like museum artefacts. An old friend of
One of my favourite Christmas covers from a 1968 Queen magazine uses this striking model to hang decorations on. Launched in 1861, Queen came to the fore in the swinging sixties when it was owned for a time by Jocelyn Stevens. One particular Christmas issue (1960) cost him a fortune, when he decided to run
WHILE looking in the attic this week for my Black & Decker drill, I was delighted to discover a set of my old Goal magazines from the late Sixties. Bang went the next two hours as I wallowed in football nostalgia and marvelled at the transformation that such magazines have undergone since.
Okay, it’s slightly late but here are some of Team CMYK at the recent PPA Scotland Magazine Awards. No gongs this year, but it’s the taking part that matters, isn’t it? From left: Neil Braidwood, Charlie Gilhooley, Matt McArthur, Marie Irvine and Don Currie. Photo: Mike Wilkinson
I often wish I could tell my younger self something that would have helped me on my way in life – but it’s rare when you come across a message from the past to your older self.