Something very distressing has happened. I’ve finished my placement at Sky News and can no longer bend the truth when speaking to rich men in cocktails bars about where I “work”. There”ll be no more looks of outraged horror from those who believe they work for “principled” news companies (he worked for a bank, I think I had the moral high ground personally) or free shots from those who’re willing to take the ethical gamble. No longer can I have sophisticated chats about my “occupation” with business men on the train or expect the Devonshire taxi driver to exclaim “you’re the lady from Sky!” as I attempt to stumble home after one too many ciders. But perhaps even more distressing than all that, is that my time at one of the forefront international news operations in the UK has come to a close.
Working at Sky has genuinely been one of the most amazing experiences of my life. I’ve got to spend four weeks not just residing in the amazing environment that is Sky News, but actually doing things and seeing the end result. I’m quite concious that throughout these blog posts it might have appeared as if I haven’t done a lot, as I’ve been very aware that an “I’ve done this today” list would make extremely dull reading. Seeing as this is the last one, I thought I’d break the rules a bit, just to prove I haven’t been sat on my bum eating Wispas and chocolate cake.
I’ve booked scores of interviews, made so many phone calls I started to think the phone was an extension of my ear and researched until I thought my eyes were bleeding. I’ve written scripts for radio, for Kay Burley and even today, the last day, I wrote a script to accompany the Olympics summary graphic. I’ve made things to go in the iPad app, I’ve commissioned graphics for on TV and even told the graphics designers how to do them. I’ve worked at the Olympics, accepted the title of general dogsbody and rushed bottles of water to more famous people than you can shake a stick it. And I’ve loved every single second of it.
Alright, there have been days where I’ve felt so tired and ill I’ve wanted to cry, working a part time job on the side hasn’t been easy and there have been times when it seems like nothing working and I’ve wanted to bang my head several times against a steel reinforced concrete wall. But absolutely none of that takes anything away from the absolutely insane experience I’ve had these past four weeks. It’s been no secret to people who know me that I haven’t always been sure I’ve been doing the right thing but this whole process has really shown me that this is what I want to spend the rest of my life doing. And looking back, the only thing I can say with any certainty, is I’ll be back.
Ps. I’d just like to say thank you to everyone who’s been reading these blogs. I’ve been stunned by the number of people who’ve checked them out and even left me messages to say how proud they are of me. I just hope I haven’t bored you all too much!