My Little Quest for the Current Closer Magazine
You know, some days you just need to switch off your brain. The world's all serious, news is heavy, and sometimes, you just want something... well, less demanding. That was me earlier today. I had this urge, out of nowhere, to just grab the latest Closer magazine. Don't judge! We all have our guilty pleasures, right?
So, I popped down to my usual corner shop. Figured it'd be right there, by the till, like always. Wrong. The magazine rack looked half-empty, a sad state of affairs. Asked the guy behind the counter, and he just shrugged. "Don't get as many in these days," he mumbled, barely looking up from his phone. That got me thinking, you know? It's like everything's moving online, and these little physical bits of life are just...fading. Used to be you could rely on finding your favorite mag anywhere. It’s a bit of a pain, really, when you just want something simple.
It’s not like it’s a life or death situation, obviously, but it’s the little things, isn't it? I remember when getting a magazine was the easiest thing in the world. Now, you almost have to plan for it. I even thought about just forgetting it, maybe looking at stuff on my phone instead, but it’s not the same, is it? Holding a physical magazine, flipping pages – it’s a different vibe. My daughter, she doesn’t get it. Says, "Dad, why don't you just read it online?" And I try to explain, but it's like talking to a brick wall sometimes. She’s all about instant access, swiping. Me, I guess I'm a bit old school.
Anyway, I wasn't going to be defeated by a shrug and a half-empty shelf. I had a bit of time to kill before I had to pick up a parcel, so I walked over to the bigger supermarket down the road. They have a much larger selection, or so I hoped. And success! There it was, nestled amongst a bunch of other weeklies. Grabbed the current issue. Felt a bit like a mini-victory, if I'm honest. Silly, I know, but there you go.
- Finally found it after a bit of a search.
- Noticed the price seems to creep up every few months, but what doesn't these days?
- Felt that familiar glossy paper in my hands, which was nice.
Got home, made a cuppa, and sat down for a flick through. It’s exactly what you'd expect from Closer, really. All the usual faces, a bit of gossip, some real-life stories. Nothing earth-shattering, but that wasn't what I was after. It was about the ritual, the little escape from all the noise. Sometimes, that's all you need to sort of reset yourself before diving back into the proper chaos of life. It’s just one of those things, isn’t it? A small comfort in a world that seems to be changing faster than I can keep up sometimes.
