Allusive wine and Rodeos in Hervey Bay

Panic set in about three hours into my journey up the coast. Small town Australia scared me. Visions of snakes, spiders, cockroaches and all unpredictable slithery, crawling, flying things began to make me seriously consider the impulse to jump off the bus and get back to civilisation pronto.  But my fears proved unjustified.  Work at(…)

5th and final day.

So by friday I was feeling pretty good. The work load had intensified slightly and the big push to get the weekend edition out was very exciting. My day went like this: Got to the office early, wrote some briefs from  once large pile of press releases that was now smaller. Went to the news(…)

Day 3 at the QT

So day 1 and 2 ended. I don’t know how but they did and I had written stuff and even said something slightly relevant at the news conference. I was beginning to unclench. Vox Pops were being thrown at me like Australian backpackers throw tomatoes at La Tomatina in Valencia. In the 5 days I(…)

QT = Not seeing the sun for 5 days.

My pallid complexion will tell you that the only light I have seen recently is from the mournful glow of a computer screen. Windows seem to be at a premium in a newsroom reserved for the front door and the toilet. But I was so busy my brain relegated any thoughts of the birds and(…)