I've been in Ingham for nearly four months now! That's almost half way through my contract, which expires in August.
The weeks seem to go really quickly. I think it's because of the way the paper is produced. Because we bring a paper out on Tuesday, Thursday and Saturday, we alternate between a deadline day, and a non-deadline day. There's a rhythm to it.
Last week I had my first true ''celebrity'' meeting. I had the honour (ahem) of meeting Mal Meninga and Gene Miles, of Quensland State of Origin fame, at the Crushers' (our local regional league club) gala season launch diner thingo. Lol. I got to sit next to Gene Miles. Woo woo!! He drank my beer by accident.
It was a fun night but it certainly didn't do a whole lot to dispell my dislike of football culture (and sometimes players).
Today I interviewed a film-maker who grew up in Ingham, who is making a doco on the Queensland Emergency Management rescue helicopter service for the ABC. Seemed like a really interesting lady. Apparently she's moving back here as well. I hope I get to meet her.
There is certainly no shortage of interesting people who live, or have lived in Ingham.
A few months ago I interviewed a lady who works for Film Victoria, who's husband was nominated for an Oscar this year.
Also... Apparently Tommy Emanuel grew up here. His brother and sister still live here apparently. Funny stuff.
Lots of sporting talent here too.
I've certainly learned a lot in the time that I've been working at the Express. I also feel like I still have a loooooooooot to learn. My writing has come a long way in terms of style etc. I still think I can do better though in a lot of areas though. I am slowly learning that being a journalist is often about being okay with being a nuisance.
Missing Newcastle like crazy. I miss Luke. I miss my family. I miss my friends. I miss all my favourite places.
I miss having things to do on the weekend :-)
I'm getting there though, and I'm not sorry I came.
xox
Tegz
Wednesday, March 28, 2007
Monday, February 26, 2007
margaret thorsborne
Earlier this year, I had the privilege of interviewing an amazing local lady named Margaret Thorsborne.
Margaret is quite possibly one of the most interesting woman I've ever met. She is (from my guess) in her late seventies, an avid conservationist, and lives in the middle of a Edmund Kennedy National Park about 60kms north of Ingham, the town where I live.
Let me tell you a bit about her...
In the late seventies, Magaret and her husband visited Hichinbrook Island, just off the north coast of Queensland.
While exploring the island they came across a colony of native pigeons, commonly known as the pied imperial pigeon. On returning to the mainland, they mentioned their find to a local who informed them that once the island had been alive with the birds. Apparently the pigeon population had dwindled dramatically since shooters from the mainland discovered them on island. The shooting of the birds was illegal even then, but hunters ignored the laws, which were difficult to enforce.
Margaret and her husband were so enchanted by the birds and concerned by their plight, they decided to embark on a yearly pigeon count to monitor the population and raise awareness about the danger that shooters posed to the species survival.
They continued their count for ten years, until 1984 when the project was adopted by the Queensland Parks and Wildlife Service, who still conduct a count as an annual event. Margaret still goes along to assist with the counts, which now show stable numbers of around 20,000 birds on the island. A big increase, considering the population came as low as 2000, according to Margaret's counts.
More remarkably, Margaret and her husband moved from Brisbane and bought a stretch of property just off the mainland. Later in life, they sold this property to the Federal Government for one dollar, so it could be incorporated into the surrounding National Park and conserved forever. As part of the agreement, they had permission to remain in their house for as long as they wished, or until they passed on.
Although her husband has since passed away, Margaret still lives in her house, right in the middle of the rainforest.
And what an amazing house it is. Full of books and true expression of Margaret's self, it's almost as though the house is a natural part of the forest.
For one afternoon I was lucky enough to sit with Margaret on her veranda and share a cup of tea, while she told me the story of how she came to live there. She even showed me the one dollar cheque.
While we sat and chatted, a cassowary and it's three chicks walked around in the rainforest next the house, and was lucky enough to see them.
It might not sound all that amazing but I really felt lucky to have met such a wonderful lady.
It was also one of those moments that made me think about why I want to be journalist. I get to meet awesome people as part of my job, and share their experiences. Not every day I suppose... but often enough.
Anyway... enough soppy stuff. I'm making myself gag here.
Just wanted to share.
xox tegz
Margaret is quite possibly one of the most interesting woman I've ever met. She is (from my guess) in her late seventies, an avid conservationist, and lives in the middle of a Edmund Kennedy National Park about 60kms north of Ingham, the town where I live.
Let me tell you a bit about her...
In the late seventies, Magaret and her husband visited Hichinbrook Island, just off the north coast of Queensland.
While exploring the island they came across a colony of native pigeons, commonly known as the pied imperial pigeon. On returning to the mainland, they mentioned their find to a local who informed them that once the island had been alive with the birds. Apparently the pigeon population had dwindled dramatically since shooters from the mainland discovered them on island. The shooting of the birds was illegal even then, but hunters ignored the laws, which were difficult to enforce.
Margaret and her husband were so enchanted by the birds and concerned by their plight, they decided to embark on a yearly pigeon count to monitor the population and raise awareness about the danger that shooters posed to the species survival.
They continued their count for ten years, until 1984 when the project was adopted by the Queensland Parks and Wildlife Service, who still conduct a count as an annual event. Margaret still goes along to assist with the counts, which now show stable numbers of around 20,000 birds on the island. A big increase, considering the population came as low as 2000, according to Margaret's counts.
More remarkably, Margaret and her husband moved from Brisbane and bought a stretch of property just off the mainland. Later in life, they sold this property to the Federal Government for one dollar, so it could be incorporated into the surrounding National Park and conserved forever. As part of the agreement, they had permission to remain in their house for as long as they wished, or until they passed on.
Although her husband has since passed away, Margaret still lives in her house, right in the middle of the rainforest.
And what an amazing house it is. Full of books and true expression of Margaret's self, it's almost as though the house is a natural part of the forest.
For one afternoon I was lucky enough to sit with Margaret on her veranda and share a cup of tea, while she told me the story of how she came to live there. She even showed me the one dollar cheque.
While we sat and chatted, a cassowary and it's three chicks walked around in the rainforest next the house, and was lucky enough to see them.
It might not sound all that amazing but I really felt lucky to have met such a wonderful lady.
It was also one of those moments that made me think about why I want to be journalist. I get to meet awesome people as part of my job, and share their experiences. Not every day I suppose... but often enough.
Anyway... enough soppy stuff. I'm making myself gag here.
Just wanted to share.
xox tegz
Thursday, February 22, 2007
3 months down...
I've been here for almost three months now... how time goes!
Working at the paper is great. I really feel like I'm starting to get the hang of things now and I can see that my work is getting better and is beginning to flow a little easier...
I've written some stories now and have done some work that I'm really proud of.
I have discovered I love issues writing and hate doing court reporting. I've been apointed as the papers official rugby league reporter and I've experienced my first real flood.
All pretty exciting stuff :-)
On the flip side though I have discovered that small town life really does suck as far as having a social life goes... I'm pretty good at keeping myself occupied. But it does get lonely up here.
And I miss Luke and my family like crazy. I feel like I am missing out on being a part of their lives...
xoxo tegz
Working at the paper is great. I really feel like I'm starting to get the hang of things now and I can see that my work is getting better and is beginning to flow a little easier...
I've written some stories now and have done some work that I'm really proud of.
I have discovered I love issues writing and hate doing court reporting. I've been apointed as the papers official rugby league reporter and I've experienced my first real flood.
All pretty exciting stuff :-)
On the flip side though I have discovered that small town life really does suck as far as having a social life goes... I'm pretty good at keeping myself occupied. But it does get lonely up here.
And I miss Luke and my family like crazy. I feel like I am missing out on being a part of their lives...
xoxo tegz
Wednesday, December 20, 2006
SMUT I TELL YOU!!! SMUT!!!
Half way through my second full week at the express. WOOWOO!
Actually. I'm really enjoying being here at the moment. This job is a whole lot more interesting than my old one. Yeehah!
TOTALLY AWESOME STORIES I HAVE COVERED RECENTLY:
- The Ingham GOLD CUP! Annual race event, held in Ingham, big deal for the locals. And I got to interview the winning jockey. Personally I thin it's just coz the senior journalists wanted to have a chuckle at the 177cm new girl inteviewing a man child but meh. DOWNSIDE : working on a Saturday.
- Ingham "Carols in the Park". My first night-time photography assignment. What a disaster! Note that this was "Carols in the Park" not "Carols by Candle light". That's becoz they BANNED candles this year. Whaaaa? So - there was no light to take photos by because GLOW STICKS give off virtually NO LIGHT!! Also - more after hours work.
- Vox Pops! For those of you who are unfamiliar, this is when a paper goes out, and asks the locals to briefly answer a topical question, (eg - what should be done about the croc sighting at the local beach?) and then takes a snap of them. Note: nobody ever wants there photo taken. And they don't tell you until after you've taken a page of notes on what they've just said. My first vox pop assignment was the above-mentioned croc question. Interviewed local drunk who proceeded to give me a big hug and ogle my boobs.
- The end of the lychee season. Yup, along with sugar cane Ingham has a huge lychee farm located just out of town. Yesterday went to take end of season pics. Was expecting to get happy snaps of the local teenagers working their holidays in the packing room etc. Turned up just some huge disaster happened with there cooling device and got scowled at for half an hour. Decided to take some pics on my own and do a phone interview later that night. But pix of a bare lychee field are not much fun are they? Am quickly realising that to be a good journalist you have to learn to be ok with making a nuisance of yourself. So went and woke up the leading hand (who was asleep in bunk house) and made him pose for photos.
Anyway... that's just a few of the highlights so far. Have done lost of other not-so-memorable stories.
Tonight I am off to a meeting of sugar cane growers, havesters and mill owners to discuss sugar cane "smut"... Smut is a disease which damages crops with a blackish kind of stain, that lowers sugar yields. Big important issue for the locals, 70% of which work in the industry.
Despite my whingings though I'm actually really enjoying it. Always busy and out meeting new people. It's cool.
I think I could get used to this gig :-)
xox tegz
Actually. I'm really enjoying being here at the moment. This job is a whole lot more interesting than my old one. Yeehah!
TOTALLY AWESOME STORIES I HAVE COVERED RECENTLY:
- The Ingham GOLD CUP! Annual race event, held in Ingham, big deal for the locals. And I got to interview the winning jockey. Personally I thin it's just coz the senior journalists wanted to have a chuckle at the 177cm new girl inteviewing a man child but meh. DOWNSIDE : working on a Saturday.
- Ingham "Carols in the Park". My first night-time photography assignment. What a disaster! Note that this was "Carols in the Park" not "Carols by Candle light". That's becoz they BANNED candles this year. Whaaaa? So - there was no light to take photos by because GLOW STICKS give off virtually NO LIGHT!! Also - more after hours work.
- Vox Pops! For those of you who are unfamiliar, this is when a paper goes out, and asks the locals to briefly answer a topical question, (eg - what should be done about the croc sighting at the local beach?) and then takes a snap of them. Note: nobody ever wants there photo taken. And they don't tell you until after you've taken a page of notes on what they've just said. My first vox pop assignment was the above-mentioned croc question. Interviewed local drunk who proceeded to give me a big hug and ogle my boobs.
- The end of the lychee season. Yup, along with sugar cane Ingham has a huge lychee farm located just out of town. Yesterday went to take end of season pics. Was expecting to get happy snaps of the local teenagers working their holidays in the packing room etc. Turned up just some huge disaster happened with there cooling device and got scowled at for half an hour. Decided to take some pics on my own and do a phone interview later that night. But pix of a bare lychee field are not much fun are they? Am quickly realising that to be a good journalist you have to learn to be ok with making a nuisance of yourself. So went and woke up the leading hand (who was asleep in bunk house) and made him pose for photos.
Anyway... that's just a few of the highlights so far. Have done lost of other not-so-memorable stories.
Tonight I am off to a meeting of sugar cane growers, havesters and mill owners to discuss sugar cane "smut"... Smut is a disease which damages crops with a blackish kind of stain, that lowers sugar yields. Big important issue for the locals, 70% of which work in the industry.
Despite my whingings though I'm actually really enjoying it. Always busy and out meeting new people. It's cool.
I think I could get used to this gig :-)
xox tegz
Tuesday, December 12, 2006
up datin ya
I've been working at the Express for almost a week now. So far so good.
I have written a few stories and I'm slowly getting used to the crazy News Ltd software that we have to do all our stories in (it all works on commands and you don't use a mouse... but it's the same for every News Ltd paper).
The paper here runs a lot of advertising features, and the journos are expected to help out by taking photos and writing editorial. So I've been doing a fair bit of that too. It's not much fun but it's a good opportunity to get out and meet people in the town.
Today I visited about 14 shops and took photos of their products. Then wrote cheesy editorial captions for all the photos. Lol. Oh well...
Also met the local State member today and did a story on an award he presented to a JP who's served he community for 25 years. We had a chat afterwards and he gave me a bottle of cab sauv with a picture of state parliament on the front, as a welcome to Ingham gift. Yay!
Am also being badgered to join the local theatre group. Hm. Not sure if it's my thing. I might do something else though. I need to meet some people outside of work.
Anyway. There's not a whole lot of exciting stuff going on right now. Just getting used to it up here. I quite like it so far.
Oh! And I'll be home for Christmas on the 23rd of November, staying until the weekend of new years. Sweet as. :-)
Catch you later when I got some more interesting stuff to say.
xox tegz
I have written a few stories and I'm slowly getting used to the crazy News Ltd software that we have to do all our stories in (it all works on commands and you don't use a mouse... but it's the same for every News Ltd paper).
The paper here runs a lot of advertising features, and the journos are expected to help out by taking photos and writing editorial. So I've been doing a fair bit of that too. It's not much fun but it's a good opportunity to get out and meet people in the town.
Today I visited about 14 shops and took photos of their products. Then wrote cheesy editorial captions for all the photos. Lol. Oh well...
Also met the local State member today and did a story on an award he presented to a JP who's served he community for 25 years. We had a chat afterwards and he gave me a bottle of cab sauv with a picture of state parliament on the front, as a welcome to Ingham gift. Yay!
Am also being badgered to join the local theatre group. Hm. Not sure if it's my thing. I might do something else though. I need to meet some people outside of work.
Anyway. There's not a whole lot of exciting stuff going on right now. Just getting used to it up here. I quite like it so far.
Oh! And I'll be home for Christmas on the 23rd of November, staying until the weekend of new years. Sweet as. :-)
Catch you later when I got some more interesting stuff to say.
xox tegz
Wednesday, December 6, 2006
tidy beaches and rogue snakes
Had my first day at the Herbert River Express today. I was expecting to stand around and get in the way all day but I actually got to do some writing. Yeehah!
After paying the local police a visit with one of the journalists already working at the paper, I was handed a media release and a bunch of contact details and told to write a story. I swear I sat there for the first 1/2 an hour just looking around the office going "huh?"
I was ok after I got my bearings I think.
So yeah. My first story was about how Lucinda (a nearby coastal town) has been nominated for the QLD "Keep Australia Beautiful Clean Beach Challenge". Got to do a couple of phone interviews and stuff, which was fun.
It runs in tomorrows paper with my name to it! Hee hee! How exciting. Its not a big story but I can't help feeling a bit excited. Will have to rush out b4 work and buy a whole bunch of copies!!!
I think the people at the Express office would have a chuckle if they knew how excited I am about this.
Also wrote a small but riveting piece on the local fire fighters and how they had to remove two tree snakes from different location in Forrest Beach yesterday! :)
Anyway. It was a fun day. Everyone there is really nice and I think as I get a bit more experience under my belt I'll be able to do some chunkier stories. So far so good!
Just wanted to fill you in :-)
xox tegz
After paying the local police a visit with one of the journalists already working at the paper, I was handed a media release and a bunch of contact details and told to write a story. I swear I sat there for the first 1/2 an hour just looking around the office going "huh?"
I was ok after I got my bearings I think.
So yeah. My first story was about how Lucinda (a nearby coastal town) has been nominated for the QLD "Keep Australia Beautiful Clean Beach Challenge". Got to do a couple of phone interviews and stuff, which was fun.
It runs in tomorrows paper with my name to it! Hee hee! How exciting. Its not a big story but I can't help feeling a bit excited. Will have to rush out b4 work and buy a whole bunch of copies!!!
I think the people at the Express office would have a chuckle if they knew how excited I am about this.
Also wrote a small but riveting piece on the local fire fighters and how they had to remove two tree snakes from different location in Forrest Beach yesterday! :)
Anyway. It was a fun day. Everyone there is really nice and I think as I get a bit more experience under my belt I'll be able to do some chunkier stories. So far so good!
Just wanted to fill you in :-)
xox tegz
Tuesday, December 5, 2006
so this is ingham huh?
So I've been here for about a week now. Dad's been gone since Sunday and since then I've been hanging out on my own.
Dad leaving was sad. It was fun doing the touristy thing together, and getting my place set up. I'm really glad he came up and he was a huge help.
And now I'm all on my own in a strange town, over 2000kms from everyone (everyone of course being everyone I know and want to spend time with) !
I have to admit that I have had moments where I've thought... "Oh man... what am I doing here?"
Had I stayed in Newcastle this summer, I know I would have had an amazing Christmas and summer.
Last year's summer was one of the best ever. Hanging out with Luke in Parnelliville and the east end, going to the beach, snorkeling, taking photos, coffee with mates and generally having fun. Coming to Ingham meant not being able to spend this summer in the same way. I have to admit I feel pretty bummed out about that.
Also... I miss Luke, Mum, Dad and Kirra lots (and lots). Not to mention all my buds.
But I'm hoping it will all be worth it if this job goes well. And I will get to spend a few days in Newcastle over Christmas. I'll just have to make the most of them!!
Anyway - what can I tell you about Ingham?
Ingham is a small town, about 120kms north of Townsville on the Queensland coast. The town is supported by local sugar cane industry - every where you look in this town theres a rail crossing for a cane train line. In fact, there's a cane line running right behind my house.
I was warned about the noise by the real estate agency. But I haven't found it to be a problem. From where I'm sitting right now through my window, I can just see some cane fields in the distance. Gimme some sugar baby...
The town has a population of about 3000 people. It's big enough to have pretty much everything you could need in the way of shops and services including a local swimming pool (50m, no less), picture theatre and to my amusement even a scrap booking shop. There's a Coles and Woolies and Ingham is also lucky enough to host a KFC, Maccas and an Eagle Boys.
It kind of reminds me of Kurri Kurri, north of Newcastle. Wide, streets with lanes divided by huge median strips, lined with parking spaces. Lots of small businesses and little shops. A typical rural centre. The layout of the town is kind of weird though. The main street sort of forks in two different directions and run off in a millions other directions. (As a road designer I think dad found Ingham a tad frustrating).
My apartment is on the outskirts of town (though I'm still only a 5 minute walk from Woolworths). It's part of a block of 4 flats, which I share with two little old ladies and a contractor who's working on the local hospital and is only around 4 days a week.
On my first day here, dad and I were accosted by Ethel, the lady who lives below me.
Ethel was most upset as the land lady had asked her to move her "bonsais" (not really bonsais, just small trees in oriental pots...) out of the section of the carport which was apparently meant to be my space.
Not wanting to make any enemies on my first day here, dad and I assured her that we didn't want to upset her and that we really didn't mind if she left her "bonsais" in the car port. Later that day the land lady showed up to give me a remote control to the TV which she'd forgotten to leave. Dad and I told her we really didn't want to disturb Ethel and that we were quite happy to park elsewhere, but she told us Ethel had to move anyway.
Apparently after dad and I left went and told Ethel she had to move her gear, and then started shifting everything herself! (I'm sure that's breaking the term of the lease but anyway...)
Needless to say when we saw Ethel later that night she was not a happy camper. The poor things was genuinely upset and I felt really bad. She was out in the car port cutting down her clothes line with a knife and proceeded to tell me about what happened, whilst brandishing the knife about to punctuate her story.
Eventually it all got sorted out and the guy at the front said he'd park on the street. But yeah - I'm hoping to have a quiet time from now on.
Thought I might make Ethel a cake or something.
I start work tomorrow!!! Yea ha! I'm looking forward to getting stuck into the job and seeing what it's like. I had a call from the girls at the paper today and they've organised a welcome dinner for Dannae and I (Dannae is another journalist who's starting with the paper the same time as I am) on Thursday night. I thought that was really sweet.
I quite like everyone of met from the paper so far. Last Saturday night dad and I went to a calendar launch that the paper had organised to raise funds for the local footy team. Actually.. it was a nudie calendar (teehee). There were lots of photos of bottoms around...
But it was a nice opportunity to get to chat to everyone from the paper. Sad thing is most of them are leaving!! That's why they've hired Dannae and I. One is going overseas, on is having a baby and one is moving to the sunshine coast. Oh well. The paper's manager will still be there though and she seems pretty cool.
Tonight I'm meeting Dannae, the other new starter at the paper for a drink. I'm looking forward to meeting someone who is in the same boat as me - I hope she is fun.
Well. I have exhausted my blogging muscle for one day I think.
If you are reading and you haven't sent an email.. then get your act together!
xox tegz
Dad leaving was sad. It was fun doing the touristy thing together, and getting my place set up. I'm really glad he came up and he was a huge help.
And now I'm all on my own in a strange town, over 2000kms from everyone (everyone of course being everyone I know and want to spend time with) !
I have to admit that I have had moments where I've thought... "Oh man... what am I doing here?"
Had I stayed in Newcastle this summer, I know I would have had an amazing Christmas and summer.
Last year's summer was one of the best ever. Hanging out with Luke in Parnelliville and the east end, going to the beach, snorkeling, taking photos, coffee with mates and generally having fun. Coming to Ingham meant not being able to spend this summer in the same way. I have to admit I feel pretty bummed out about that.
Also... I miss Luke, Mum, Dad and Kirra lots (and lots). Not to mention all my buds.
But I'm hoping it will all be worth it if this job goes well. And I will get to spend a few days in Newcastle over Christmas. I'll just have to make the most of them!!
Anyway - what can I tell you about Ingham?
Ingham is a small town, about 120kms north of Townsville on the Queensland coast. The town is supported by local sugar cane industry - every where you look in this town theres a rail crossing for a cane train line. In fact, there's a cane line running right behind my house.
I was warned about the noise by the real estate agency. But I haven't found it to be a problem. From where I'm sitting right now through my window, I can just see some cane fields in the distance. Gimme some sugar baby...
The town has a population of about 3000 people. It's big enough to have pretty much everything you could need in the way of shops and services including a local swimming pool (50m, no less), picture theatre and to my amusement even a scrap booking shop. There's a Coles and Woolies and Ingham is also lucky enough to host a KFC, Maccas and an Eagle Boys.
It kind of reminds me of Kurri Kurri, north of Newcastle. Wide, streets with lanes divided by huge median strips, lined with parking spaces. Lots of small businesses and little shops. A typical rural centre. The layout of the town is kind of weird though. The main street sort of forks in two different directions and run off in a millions other directions. (As a road designer I think dad found Ingham a tad frustrating).
My apartment is on the outskirts of town (though I'm still only a 5 minute walk from Woolworths). It's part of a block of 4 flats, which I share with two little old ladies and a contractor who's working on the local hospital and is only around 4 days a week.
On my first day here, dad and I were accosted by Ethel, the lady who lives below me.
Ethel was most upset as the land lady had asked her to move her "bonsais" (not really bonsais, just small trees in oriental pots...) out of the section of the carport which was apparently meant to be my space.
Not wanting to make any enemies on my first day here, dad and I assured her that we didn't want to upset her and that we really didn't mind if she left her "bonsais" in the car port. Later that day the land lady showed up to give me a remote control to the TV which she'd forgotten to leave. Dad and I told her we really didn't want to disturb Ethel and that we were quite happy to park elsewhere, but she told us Ethel had to move anyway.
Apparently after dad and I left went and told Ethel she had to move her gear, and then started shifting everything herself! (I'm sure that's breaking the term of the lease but anyway...)
Needless to say when we saw Ethel later that night she was not a happy camper. The poor things was genuinely upset and I felt really bad. She was out in the car port cutting down her clothes line with a knife and proceeded to tell me about what happened, whilst brandishing the knife about to punctuate her story.
Eventually it all got sorted out and the guy at the front said he'd park on the street. But yeah - I'm hoping to have a quiet time from now on.
Thought I might make Ethel a cake or something.
I start work tomorrow!!! Yea ha! I'm looking forward to getting stuck into the job and seeing what it's like. I had a call from the girls at the paper today and they've organised a welcome dinner for Dannae and I (Dannae is another journalist who's starting with the paper the same time as I am) on Thursday night. I thought that was really sweet.
I quite like everyone of met from the paper so far. Last Saturday night dad and I went to a calendar launch that the paper had organised to raise funds for the local footy team. Actually.. it was a nudie calendar (teehee). There were lots of photos of bottoms around...
But it was a nice opportunity to get to chat to everyone from the paper. Sad thing is most of them are leaving!! That's why they've hired Dannae and I. One is going overseas, on is having a baby and one is moving to the sunshine coast. Oh well. The paper's manager will still be there though and she seems pretty cool.
Tonight I'm meeting Dannae, the other new starter at the paper for a drink. I'm looking forward to meeting someone who is in the same boat as me - I hope she is fun.
Well. I have exhausted my blogging muscle for one day I think.
If you are reading and you haven't sent an email.. then get your act together!
xox tegz
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