Don't buy any bike mags anymore as I find they're all filled with rubbish. Every-now-and-then, when I'm truely bored, I go up to Borders bookshop, pick up a selection of mags, walk upstairs to the Starbucks, order a pint of tea and two slices of fruit loaf (lovely stuff. Yum!) and flick through the lot. Once I've digested the fruit loaf and any vaguely interesting articles/pictures I pop the lot back on the shelf where I found them. the couple of quid on the tea & snack is by far greater value than any money spent on the mags.