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Real People Issue 13 2020

Real People is a real-life title which delivers real-life stories, puzzles (and prizes) and affordable practical advice (food, fashion & beauty).

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this week in your fab value

You’re all in my thoughts this week, as life shrinks around us. As more and more of us are having to retreat behind our four walls, self-isolating because of illness or our age – and all of it down to Covid-19. For some of us, company now is just a job-lot of tinned peas and loo roll. Others are worrying about how we can cope if the schools shut, and yet still put food on our kids’ tables. As I write this, that hasn’t happened yet, but life is changing fast. It is also carrying on. So we will continue to tell the best real-life stories we can find from out there in our beautiful world. We are so glad you are with us. We all need a chuckle. We…

1 Min.
cash cow week 1

Real People’s Puzzle Trail starts here! Use the arrows to take you directly to the next puzzling page. Our beautiful bovine puzzle mascot, Florence, will kick things off with her Cash Cow comp… Venture into the land of milk and money here and get your hands on a grand prize indeed! For your chance to win £1,000, collect the letter that appears with Flo, right, every week for eight weeks. When you’ve collected them all, rearrange them into an eight-letter word and write this on the entry coupon in issue 20.…

3 Min.
our mad world!

CUTET TOT I’VE GOT YOU, SIS! The look of love on my three-year-old grandson Tommy’s face when his little sister, Poppy, arrived home from hospital says it all. Lynne Newton, Spennymoor, Durham UK Fireman Ham saved a pig farm’s bacon after a blaze broke out in Bramham, West Yorks. A porker was wearing a pedometer to prove it was free-range, but its pal scoffed it, pooped it out and then the battery reacted with the dung, sparking the flames. No pigs were grilled. DOGGELGANGER Meet Ziggy... no, Marley. Well, Ziggy is Marley, kind of. You see?! David and Alicia Tschirhart from California were so devastated when Labrador-retriever Marley died, especially after he saved Alicia from a snake once, that they paid £40,000 to clone him into Ziggy. PRANKS FOR THE MEMORIES You can’t beat a bit of puerile fun…

2 Min.
5 of the best... bonds

DANIEL CRAIG Buff, buff and triple buff! Craig may be a Muscle Mary but mother, may I?! He’s got a brooding charisma, even as a knotted rope swings for his two veg, but up against your Moores and Connerys, there’s more humour to be had at Dignitas. Best line: In Skyfall, Bond is tied to a chair with evil Raoul Silva running his hands up 007’s thighs, promising, ‘there’s a first time for everything.’ To which Bond looks him dead in the eye and breathes, ‘What makes you think this is my first time?’ The tease! ROGER MOORE The scallywaggiest of Bonds, Moore could curl up the corner of his mouth and a safe would bust open, as would any woman’s legs within 50 yards. Playful, goofy even, and as English as Mr Bean,…

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helpless to resist

Scraping back my chair, I knew I had to get away. I quickly slipped out of the door, as the teacher carried on speaking, and along the corridor to the toilets. In the sanctity of the cubicle I began to vomit. It had become a daily occurrence at school, along with the blurred vision when I had a panic attack. The cause was anxiety. It had gripped me when I was a child following Mum and Dad’s bad break-up, and hadn’t let me go. Switching schools had made it worse and I was constantly afflicted by adrenaline rushes and sickness. Antidepressants were prescribed when I was 12. And when I was 16, sitting at the kitchen table one day, everything went black and I heard a jumble of noises in my head. ‘What’s wrong?’ asked my…

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The police officer was understanding and said I could take as much time as I needed. ‘We can freeze your underwear for up to 10 years, if you change your mind,’ she said. Afterwards, I tried to repress thoughts of that night. I knew if I went ahead with the police it would make life difficult for Lucy’s family. I moved in with her, into her mum’s house, and got a job as a support worker. But I faced Rhys again at a family gathering a few weeks later when a bonfire was held outside. ‘Hi, are you all right?’ he asked. A deep shudder went through me, but I gritted my teeth. ‘Yes,’ I lied. We sat down to join in a game of Monopoly. His face was relieved. But flashbacks of that night plagued me continually. Lucy…