Martha, Martha, Martha

Sometimes I wonder why I like Martha's "Living" magazine at all. Who's got the time to build a birthday cake out of 10,000 sugar cubes? Who puts tiny bits of mint in their ice-blocks? Who cares about the length of a table-cloth? Not me. But when I see her magazine on the stand...suddenly I'm handing over cash (large amounts, cos it's so expensive in Australia) picturing myself sitting on a wide porch, sipping mint julip - totally absorbed by some crafty project. I couldn't be happier, so maybe that's enough reason to buy it.