the lady in pink…Wednesday

the lady in pink…Wednesday

Yesterday I met Frances Whiting, a loud talking, bubbly feature writer with a penchant for winking across the office desk partitions. She’s hard not to pay attention to when she walks into a room as she has this energy that shoots out from her like lazer beam. I liked her instantly. She invited me to come(…)

Day 4 – Court, cosey comforts and cringe

Day 4 – Court, cosey comforts and cringe

  I woke up to a extremely icy morning which seemed to last almost the entire day. Arriving at work so I can attend the news conference is tough work. I am most definitely not a morning person. I have developed a relationship with the lovely man who pours me a strong coffee each morning(…)

newshuntergatherer

newshuntergatherer

Yesterday, I was at a café in Toowong having coffee, waiting for my partner. A well-dressed young man, sitting at a table with a folder in front of him, seemed vaguely familiar. But I was too busy hating Centrelink to pay much attention. When my partner showed up, we stood at the edge of the(…)

Internship Day 8: What’s a fact box?

After all the excitement of the Prof visiting yesterday, it was a routine day today. One photo shoot, vox popping  session and continuing work on stories at the desk. My photo shoot was for a little profile story on a local keen representative on the transport minister’s Public Transport Advisory Group. A quick dash to the arriving train(…)

“Ipswich News, Aba speaking.”

The week has flown by and I agree that it would’ve been much better if I had spent 2 weeks rather than 1, but nonetheless I’m having so much fun! I haven’t been able to write any earlier as I don’t have internet at home and I am always busy here. So here goes… Monday(…)