Smash Hits is no more.... The Guardian's Alexis Petridis raises a cup of milky tea and a cream horn to its memory.
My fave pop stars at time were Rick Astley (look - he's hardly aged at all!), T'Pau and Alison Moyet. The Blonde and I would split the cost of a copy, read it and then chop it up for pictures and song lyrics. This caused arguments when a picture of Rick was on back of a pic of Bros - the Blonde's faves (along with New Kids On The Block - she liked Jon).
I remember being intimidated by the look and tone of the mag when I first started reading it - the strange phrases they'd invented and the amazing, irreverend use of photos, captions and layout seemed so knowing and cool I felt I wasn't in on the joke. But I grew to love it. A background of baked beans? Blee!!!