15 January 2009

Do journalists actually have a life?

More learning for everyone today. Roberta learnt today that the root cause of all our stories of scandal and off-beat happenings was actually her unknowingly cryptic briefs. We learnt the lesson that things aren’t always as hard as we try to make them out to be.

Late morning gave us the chance to be real journalists, or at least pretend. The first time those words came spilling out of my mouth, my stomach flipped, and I waited with baited breath to see whether the poor shop-keeper would laugh in my face. He didn’t. I quickly found out that after duping someone once, it was easy to do again and again, and soon the line was coming out with a more confident tone. I only faltered when I told another shop-keeper that I hoped the story would be in one of the London papers. He look excited. I felt sick.

After a manic afternoon of tapping furiously away on the keyboard with a wild look in our eyes, and of course, resubmitting the resubs, we had a speaker in to calm us down. Gemma, from the previous course, was on hand to answer our questions. I think we all agree that, at the very least, she provided living, breathing evidence that people can survive the course…and of course, get a job. There is hope yet.

It has been another day of trying to absorb the paper, but only coming away with a couple of facts. Perhaps the most useless, but most relevant is that Alexander Lebedev has said that in order to get where he was today he had to read every paper: the FT, the Guardian, Standard and the Daily Mail. Alexander/Andre, if you are keeping up to date with the PMA blog, we know how you feel.

Oh, and 2 days later, Roberta is still yet to remember the last time she switched off.

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