04 February 2012

Brain Draining Exercises

We've been subbed into submission, caught short by shorthand and monopolised by Monopoly this week. The nicotine-lovers among us have tripled their fag-break disappearances. Diet Coke and Keith's chocolate supply became our lifelines as we unsteadily juggled calls, feature-writing and subbing. And I’m pretty sure it’ll get worse. But I’m confident we’ll manage, as long as Keith keeps feeding us teacakes and Roberta brings in more batches of her scrummy homemade pavlova (hint, hint…).

On the Seaside Business side of things, Andy and I were made sub-editors today. If our newsroom was Hogwarts, I hope this doesn't make us Dementors or something. It’s a bit daunting, I’m not going to lie, especially after a week of trying to get to grips with subbing. But I’m ready and psyching myself up for extra spell-checking and screen-staring. Eye drops and chocolate biscuits at the ready…

In other news: snow! We’ve been thinking about sculpting a snowman Keith. With marshmallow teacakes for eyes. We’ll get back to you on that one.

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