Magazines R us

3992284834_d47568337d_mRecently I had the choice between using some credit card points to get a magazine subscription or a weed eater.  I chose the weed eater.  Being an avid reader I even surprised myself with this decision, but I have a problem with magazines.  I like to browse, but can never really commit to the full experience.

Next magazine is a case in point.  I pick it up, skim through, and immediately feel that a) I lack any form of self-discipline,   b) I am stuck on a rut and need to change jobs/husbands/or start jogging and c) I need a skin care regime. 

Every now and then I spot Time, or The Economist, and then quickly walk away.  I have tried Variety, but don’t  know the movies they are writing about, and never get the jokes in Private EyeNew Idea is ideal for the supermarket queue, and If I choose to I can always read New Zealand Snowboarder and New Zealand Fishing World at home, courtesy of family members.

It is about this point that I feel so pleased that I have a local library (and one with a cafe) where I can browse, flick and discard at my leisure.  Every now and then I take a magazine home, and having read one, or at the most two articles, I feel very pleased that I didn’t take out that subscription, or spend $10.00 at the supermarket.

I am constantly amazed at the variety and depth of the magazine collections at Christchurch City Libraries though, and it would be great to hear about  some of your favourites, perhaps I will find something that is worth subscribing to?

Dr Who, I miss you…

This year, so far,  we’ve had two of the promised four Doctor Who special episodes and while they’ve been sufficiently Who-ish; Planet of the Dead featured a BBC budget Lara Croft-esque character called Lady Christina and The Next Doctor with an anatomically ambivalent CyberKing, the knowledge that this is  the delicious David Tennant’s protracted swan-song has made it a miserable experience so far.

Oh yes, Mr Tennant I’d climb into your TARDIS any day of the week  but I’m not so sure about this new chap Matt Smith, there is something vaguely unnerving about an actor born in 1982-the Peter Davidson era- playing a 900 year old time-lord. There is also a new assistant in the pipeline and with almost unimaginable self-restraint the new ginger –haired, Scottish lassie has been named Amy rather than the infinitely more obvious Heather or Agnes, this may yet prove a mistake as no-one likes a stereotype better than your average telly viewer and Scottish stereotypes are just so much fun, usually corrupt coppers or whiney, malnourished druggie/ crims.

We won’t be able to enjoy the next series for some considerable time here in far-flung NZ so in the meantime the library has oodles of Dr Who DVDs, audio-books, novels and magazines featuring the Doctor in his many guises. Yes, the vintage TV series sets do wobble and every second story-line was filmed in a quarry in the Cotswolds but for sheer nostalgia and a chance to hide in terror behind the couch again, they are well worth another watch. And although I must confess to having become a little fatigued by story editor Russell T Davies’s plots, the latest Doctor Who series have lots of famous acting faces, racey plots and fantastic CGI.  The empty child and The doctor dances with Chrstopher Eccleston are two of my favourite episodes and won the Hugo Award for Best Dramatic presentation.

Beeb drama at its very best!

Recent necrology, 28 September – 12 October, 2009

Necrology – a list of notable people who have died recently. Now a regular feature on our blog.

  • Jim Carroll, 1951-2009
    Poet, heroin addict and author of The Basketball Diaries, which electrified New York in the late 1970s
  • J.B. Kelly, 1925-2009
    Influential scholar of the Middle East who deplored Britain’s withdrawal from the Gulf for making the world a more dangerous place