So, in here we discuss why we should all abandon our slavery to Heat Magazine and start our own.
Trolleydolley and I (in a quite naughty and off topic fashion) decided that we should start our own magazine because quite frankly, we are bored of hearing that Linda Robson was spotted picking her nose outside Kwik Save in Crouch End, and that we are too thin/fat/middlesized/ for Heats ever wavering and flexible standards of perfection.
What we need is a real magazine for real people. Not one that panders to our miserable side (like Take A Suicide Note, or Pick Me Up And Put Me Down Because Im A Paper Based Version Of The Tricia Show), but one that gives us a laugh, but doesnt put any pressure upon us to be anything at all other than human beings.
Cameron has volunteered to be the motoring correspondent, and Jezi has offered to pick everyones work to pieces and start again. Trolley has to be editor in chief, because it was her idea to start off with, and I'm as flexible as a russian cossack dancer when it comes to my own contribution. (Sadly not so when it comes to physical abilities, but you cant have it all. My brain clearly is so large that it throws off my centre of balance

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So, in here is the thread to further this discussion into the realms of idle "Press Gang" based fantasy. Who are you, and what can you do?
I think Rincewind should be our weather forecaster. He has his finger on the pulse of all major weather conditions and knows about low points and high pressure. All of which are admirable qualities in a journalistic capacity.
Your thoughts?