My first magazine was Look and Learn when I was still at infant school. My father bought it for me because I was captivated by a story my school teacher read to the class. I pestered him to ask her about it, which he eventually did, and I was delighted to have the story for myself. I think it was The Borrowers, or something similar.As I got older, I read comics and books more than magazines. It was the usual ones, Beano and Dandy. We moved into a pub where a box of children’s books had been left ‘For the little girl’, me. Included was ‘Oor Wullie’ and ‘The Broons’ annuals. I loved them. They became my favourites characters and they still are. I’ve got many more of their annuals. I still have the collection of books that was left for me. It was my introduction to Enid Blyton and a lifetime of reading and writing.
September 1967.I started high school and made a conscious decision to hate it because it wasn’t the school I wanted to go and I had to take two buses to get there and back.I had a couple of friends with me from primary school, which was good, but I got picked on a lot and I was constantly bullied on one of the bus rides by girls from another secondary school.It was a miserable time but I discovered something that opened my eyes and took my mind off my worries.It was my mother’s weekly magazine, Woman’s Own. It offered a wealth of important information to me, a curious eleven year old.I read all the adverts for Tampax, Lil-lets, Kotex, et al and decided that I would have Nikini when this ‘period’ thing happened to me.I learnt a lot about life from the Problem Page. I think Claire Rayner was the agony aunt at the time. The most fascinating read was her serialised articles which I remember clearly as being titled ‘What to Tell Your Children About Sex’. This is where I discovered what was called The Facts of Life.It might have taken my mind off school worries but such knowledge gave me other things to fret about.I wasn’t ever going to do ‘that’, certainly not.I don’t know if my mum noticed what I was reading.She might have left the magazines out on purpose, hoping I would read those articles.At the time, it felt like I was reading something forbidden and scary. Nothing was ever said. Years later, I had the book of ‘What to Tell Your Children About Sex’ and ‘The Body Book’, another of Claire Rayner’s.She was a prolific writer of fiction and non-fiction, a former nurse and midwife and I think she was a TV agony aunt at some point.She passed away more than ten years ago.I hope it is true that she actually said, “Tell David Cameron that if he screws up my beloved NHS I’ll come back and bloody haunt him.”
Into my teens and off to the newsagents every Saturday morning to pick up my ordered Jackie and Fabulous 208 magazines.Jackie was great.I covered my bedroom walls with pictures of my favorite pop stars.Those treasured pictures and posters were saved for decades until they got binned in a clear-out, probably when we emptied the attic for the loft conversion and I had to be brutal. Oh, how I wish I’d kept them.I would have found somewhere safe to stash them. Fabulous 208 magazine was connected to Radio Luxembourg. I liked to listen to DJ Tony Prince in the evening.
Magazines aren’t something I read regularly, but Woman’s Own is still as good as it ever was and I buy it occasionally.Apart from that, if I notice an interesting article, an unusual knitting pattern or someone I know has contributed, I will buy it.
My Haikus,I loved story time,
My teacher made it such fun.
Thanks for Look and Learn.
Woman’s Own page five
Now I know what they are for.
Is it a secret?
Is that really true?
I wish I dare ask my mom.
No, I’d better not.
Hooray! Saturday!
I will go out in the rain
To get my Jackie!
PMW 2024
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