I started to shiver when stepping off the train at Glasgow Central Station, but The Sunday Post’s page one boosts alone almost warmed me up.

‘Your fuel bill paid for a year worth £2,000′ I was told, with a jolly couple in woolly hats and scarves pictured to drive home the cosy offer.

Next to it was ‘Be the first to own an Oor Wullie scarf’ boost, this time illustrated by a cheeky chappie wrapped in Scotland’s favourite cartoon character’s tartan attire.

Providing further cheer on the front was a picture of May Barr from Dumfries who’d pocketed £2,000 in the Post’s ‘Cash Bingo’ competition.

These were all fine, reader-related reasons to pay the £1 cover price on 14 November, but competitions were not the only way the DC Thomson title directly involved its audience.

I liked the way the letters section on page 38 was titled ‘Readers Page’, giving them real ownership, and offering £25 for the ‘Star Letter’ and £20 for the ‘Reader’s pic’ selected.

Another example of warming the audience was ‘The Queries Man’ on page 40, answering a total of ten readers’ queries and allowing another nine to be asked for the next week.

They were fantastic, for example: “Can anyone help me find a knitting pattern for a lady’s cardigan with a deer motif?” and “Can any reader help me find a small accordion for my father? I’m willing to pay.”

A page of doctor’s advice and ‘The doc replies’ snippets on page 54 offered a similar service for the health conscious, and were again fascinating for any reader: “My nose has been cold for six months. I take tablets for high blood pressure. Could it be due to long-term medication?”

Even the splash, exposing the failure of the Air Transport Users Council to get compensation for travellers hit by the volcanic ash cloud disruption, was made ‘reader-friendly’.

It highlighted the specific cases of named and pictured local victims on the spread on pages 10 and 11, and was published under a ‘Raw Deal Special’ banner.

‘Raw Deal’ is yet another regular section in the Post on page 20 under the strapline ‘The page that gets things done’… although not yet in this case.

These and more sections all created the sentiment that this paper was ‘yours’ and that you could find several bits of information useful to you every week.

The Post’s head office is actually based in Dundee, but it had to be this week’s review after copies were given to every delegate attending the Society of Editor’s Conference in Glasgow by editor Donald Martin, this year’s SoE president.

Like many urban Scottish titles, the Post was packed with hard news peculiar to the Celtic nation, my favourites including: