Mr News

What a store displays in their window says a lot about the entrepreneur that that runs the establishment .
If l was to describe in one word it would be to avoid, and spend your money in a respectable store unless you are like me and disparate for milk at 1am.
Plenty of pipes and bongs on display for recitation activities, not to forget the filth on the top shelf and I’m not talking about the dust.
What l do like about the store is that it is open 24 hours a day, and plenty of fake money on the wall.

Good it’s always open but check your change!

Is it a newsagent? Is it a grocers? Is it a card shop? Is it a stationers? Is it a hookah pipe shop? These questions, and others, will probably come to you when you find yourself in Mr News on Sauchiehall Street. The place is a bit of a maze, but if you look hard enough you could probably find just about anything that you want here.
Not that I’m saying that it’s always the nicest experience. Like all shops of this kind, Mr News always seems a little dim and dusty. In other words, it could do with a couple more watts on the light front and a bit of a general scrub.
They have a huge selection of magazines, but this unfortunately does include a proportionately large amount of those magazines of the not-​so-​nice variety. You know, the kind that used to be kept on the top shelf. Just thought I’d warn you, as I tend to stand in front of the magazine rack staring blindly before I realise what’s in front of me. Oops.
So, this isn’t the best place in the world. Or even on Sauchiehall Street. But it’s pretty cheap, and open 24 hours. So, you know, if you need some chocolate or some red bull or some jiffy bags at 2 in the morning — Mr News is your man.

Mr News is a decent enough little newsagent on Sauchiehall Street, popular with post pub and club revellers on their way home. Mr News himself is always full of banter and, although often bordering on the sleazy side, is harmless enough. He’ll chatter away, asking you to put your spare pennies in this plastic tub. Me: «is it for charity? Mr News: «Aye, my holiday charity fund hawhaw». As sleazy and cheesy as he is, Mr News always provides a laugh and it a pretty decently stocked little newsagent up this end of town.

While I’m a firm advocate of the giant stuffed animal policy that operates in these such stores, as I for obvious reasons haven’t been subjected to leering advances, can’t comment on the previous reviewer’s concerns with the sleaziness of the staff here. Luckily for me, I’m quite happy with a frosty scowl and a five pound note that’s in worse condition than Columbus’s map.
One striking thing about this store is that the top 5 or 6 shelves of the magazine rack seem devoted solely to «specialist» publications. Maybe that’s what makes the old scoundrel behind the counter so amorous…

I can’t quite make up my mind about Mr News.
Yes, he provides me with Heat magazine, salt and vinegar sqaures, and endless packets of chewing gum, however, he also advocates the stuffed animal policy (see my other 24hr shop reviews for an insight), and the staff can be slightly creepy, i.e. watching you constantly, and can be a little sleazy (no, I don’t want you to wink at me as you hand me my chewing gum with a toothy grin…*shudder*).
Hmm… depending how much of a rush I’m in, or where I’m headed determines if I’ll stop to talk or not.