About Jim Alouat

Posts by Jim Alouat:

Bundy Intern 5 – The Final Blog

Bundy Intern 5 – The Final Blog

Friday September 14 And so gentle readers our journey comes to an end When Frodo reached Mordor and finally got rid of that accursed ring he began that long journey home on a flying bird. (come to think of it why didn’t they just hop on one of those flying birds in the first place(…)

Bundy Intern 4 – This time it’s personal

Tuesday September 11 Today I was sent out to cover a new Barrel House opening at Bundaberg Distilling Co. That’s Bundy Rum to you alcoholics. This was my first interaction with the other media outlets in the area. Channel 7, WIN and the local radio station 4BU. We were subject to a safety talk before(…)

Bundy Intern 3 – Just another manic Monday

Monday September 10 Busy day today. I was given two stories and supplied one of my own ideas. My story idea was to write something regarding World Suicide Prevention Day. Obviously being a global event the key, as it is with every story, was to find the local angle. I spoke to a Bundaberg counsellor(…)

Bundy Intern 2 – #$%& just got real

My blogging has been lacking due to the internet at the motel I was staying at being off so I will post my blogs retrospectively. Saturday September 8 I know what you’re thinking. It’s Saturday. Have a lie in. You’ve earned it. I heard those negative voices. (Yes I hear voices. So what! I’m not(…)

Bundy Intern – A New Hope

I arrived at Bundaberg Regional Airport at 09.50am on Sunday morning as scheduled. The memo must have not gone out because there was no paparazzi there to greet me. Oh well. Since there is no public transport on weekends I took a taxi into the city. The taxi driver was as excited about my internship(…)

Thoughts on a journalism “masterclass”

    “The essence of an independent mind lies not in what it thinks, but in how it thinks.” – Christopher Hitchens, Letters to a Young Contrarian.   I thought it apt to begin my blog with a quote from Hitchens, a journalist and author who has influenced me greatly. Reading the works of Hitchens,(…)