So long, farewell, auf wiedersehen goodnight….

13 12 2012

Well, its hankies at the ready here at the office as we start saying our farewells to the September 2012 cohort which are about to leave the cosy confines of Journalist Works here in Brighton and head off into the big wide world of the meeja. It’s been lovely (as ever) watching them toil away through the classroom window, tongues buried in their cheeks, concentration on their faces, as they grapple with the Teeline outline for animal, try and get their heads round the libel laws and bash out intro after intro before alighting on the perfect top line for their stories.

Watching the progress they make along the way is nothing short of miraculous (but then our teachers are pretty damn good, if we say so ourselves) and it’s great to see everyone grow in confidence about their writing skills. We also like to coo and smile, like we would do at a new born baby, when they come in the office holding aloft The Argus which contains one of their  lovely bylines (and the occasional splash, oh yes).

We always encourage our students to write about their experiences on the course so here’s one from Amy Roberts who we think it’s fair to say seems to have enjoyed her transformation into trainee journalist…

Good luck all of you!

The BJW team


Our MA student cock-a-hoop after hula footage run by Argus

6 12 2012

Never let it be said that students (well, ours anyway) are anything but an alert bunch when it comes to spotting something unusual. MA student Jonathan Barton was having a gentle Sunday stroll through Brighton when he came across a flash mob of hula hoopers raising money for charity and thought he would video the spectacle. His reward? The Argus, Brighton’s local daily, picked up his footage for their website. Here it is…

Well done, Jonathan!

The Sky’s the limit…

3 12 2012

Our multi media journalism MA students trotted off to Osterley in south west London to visit the Sky newsroom the other day. Here’s what one of them, Henry Bull, had to say about the experience (and doesn’t it just make you want to be in that newsroom…)

Yesterday me and my jolly troupe of proto-journos headed to Sky News HQ in Osterley to get a taste for how a modern 24-hour broadcaster operates. Our broadcast lecturer, Mark Longhurst, is an anchor at the station, so we were promised access most tour groups wouldn’t get. So, what juicy insider knowledge did we get?

Firstly, presenting the news is bloody hard. Any preconceptions that anchors sit there looking pretty and reading an autocue are completely unfounded. As chance would have it we’d arrived on the day the Leveson report was published, a vital moment for the fate of British press. The program that day was coming from Sky’s Westminster studio but a presenter was sat in the anchor’s chair constantly, reading from her sheet of notes, ready to leap in and talk authoritatively on whatever subject was being discussed at a moments notice should the feed go down or some segment didn’t go to plan – which of course it didn’t. Frequently. All this while producers rabbited in her ear, cameras whizzed around, and a group of annoyingly enthusiastic students took photos and chatted loudly ten foot away. On top of this, she’d be sat in that  swivelly leather chair for seven hours. Seven hours, under butter-meltingly hot lights in which she had to be poised to react constantly. Exhausting.

Secondly, doing the weather is also bloody hard. We had a go, complete with much giggling and innuendos about it being “wet down south”, and every single one of us was absolute rubbish. Turns out blindly pointing at a giant map behind you while occasionally glancing at a tiny mirrored image to see whether your accidentally obscuring Wales while thinking of another new way to say rain and worrying about what a twat you look is actually quite hard – and that’s without having done all the meteorological research beforehand. Who’d of thought eh?

Thirdly, getting a job is – you guessed it – bloody hard. TV news is a popular job and you can see why. The newsroom is alive. There’s a constant flurry of activity, with dozens of people doing small, incomprehensible but vital things in tiny rooms for a common goal. There seems a real sense of urgency and teamwork; of all parts working together to produce this rolling, non-stop barrage of news and all the associated components: online, radio, tablet, graphics, HD-only content – the list goes on. And on. And on. So yes, it’s a hugely desirable place to work, if only to feel your finger is firmly on the pulse of the world – personally, that’s something I would love to get from my job.

Sadly, as a middle class white male with a very English sounding moniker and a non-regional accent I’m pretty much unemployable, or so I’m told, so maybe it’s time for a name change. Whatever – until next time, this has been Journal of a Student Journo and I’m Javeena Patel – I never much liked Henry anyway.

Back to you Dave.