So I’m driving down King Street, Newtown, and I see a shop called MAG NATION – More Magazines Than You’ve Ever Seen. And I’m thinking, seriously? Someone’s opened a shop selling magazines when print media is fighting for its life? Are they MAD? But it made me smile, it gave me hope. King Street is brilliant like that. A vivid shopping strip in a bland mall world. Especially the South Newtown part. I went for a stroll and it felt like Diagon Alley, complete with wizards. I need to get out (of the North) more.
Cuckoo or canny?

There is one in Melbourne. I discovered it when I spent a month there for the 2010 election. Magazines from everywhere, moleskin notebooks (to bring out the Hemingway in you). I must say I’ve started buying magazines again after a couple of years of barely looking at them. I think it is because I have been tied to a computer for so many hours every day and night, it’s quite lovely to have pages to flip over…
Quite love a flick myself.