I was going to join the ranks of the grown ups
and claim I never read magazines. Then remembered I've still got a cheap subscription to Prima, that I keep meaning to cancel (I save the patterns, but haven't sewn anything for years). I get engrossed in the sleb mags at the hairdresser's, and I can be awake for hours reading the scandal papers my sister leaves by the bed when I stay over. Oh, and DH still insists on having the Radio Times delivered, and I do read it.
I just take books on holiday, though. Back in the day I used to like the Summer Specials and save them for when we went away.