The weeks continued with the one-day training at Mold and the rest on my own at the Holywell office. It appeared David Nicholas had become my mentor. On the second Wednesday I shadowed him as he did regular diary jobs and worked on off-diary stories. The following week he took me to a meeting ofContinue reading “Getting to grips with politicians”
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Here endeth the first lesson
The first couple of days saw me settling in to my new role, making contacts that I should have been making over the previous six months. Even on the Monday I managed to gather a reasonable amount of copy – mainly weddings and funeral reports, but also items gleaned from the minutes of the previousContinue reading “Here endeth the first lesson”
My own domain
Once Peter and Gareth had left the office I sat at my new desk and looked around my new domain. The stairs came up on the back wall and opposite was a wide set of windows looking down into the bustling little road off the High Street. My desk was set up with my backContinue reading “My own domain”
What a day!
Been a very odd couple of days (which is why yesterday’s episode of Adventures of a cub reporter didn’t get to you until today. All’s Well That Ends Well, as the great bard said, and you’ve even had a bonus poem from the wonderful Robert Burns.
Out of work for a weekend
I arrived home in time for lunch on the day I was told I had failed my probationary period as a trainee reporter. Yet I was not feeling downcast because Bill O’Brien, the chief reporter at the Holywell office where I had been a probationer, had told me there was someone interested in my desireContinue reading “Out of work for a weekend”
End of the road, or a new start?
When I returned to work after my week off I was quite surprised that Bill asked me to write a feature piece about the German visitors to North Wales. I should not really have been THAT surprised as the paper did not have a town identity, such as Holywell or Mold, but was technically aContinue reading “End of the road, or a new start?”
Fifteen six and one for his nob*
During my time with the Herald I was never called on to do weekend work. Delwyn enjoyed covering football matches on Saturday afternoons and took Friday afternoons off in lieu. As I normally had weekends off I am sticking to the routine here for now. I have always enjoyed playing cards, whether a two-handed gameContinue reading “Fifteen six and one for his nob*”
I’ll be back soon
Bit of a busy day today but I’ll be back tomorrow to tell you about a special game of cards.
Enjoying a drop of the holy spirit
Bill kept to his word and the next day I went to talk to the local vicar, the RC priest and three non-Conformist ministers. One was down in Greenfield and the others were at all four points of the compass in Holywell itself. The “stories” were nothing to write home about, really just snippets aboutContinue reading “Enjoying a drop of the holy spirit”
Groundhog Day in Holywell
Each day Delwyn and I turned up at the office and each day Bill set us tasks which were basically typing up copy in a presentable format. Newly-fledged copy typists could have done the job straight out of secretarial college and they would probably have been paid at the same rate. Then one morning, whenContinue reading “Groundhog Day in Holywell”
Robin's Nest 