This month marks ten years since I started as a junior reporter at The Falkirk Herald.
I’d already been hooked on the buzz of the newsroom after spending some time on work experience as a student, and I was so excited to be back as a proper reporter – little did I realise the learning curve that lay ahead!
I’ve visited underage drinking dens, had a trip in a blue-light car heading to an emergency and joined police on a drugs raid.
I’ve spoken to families at their saddest moments when they’ve lost a loved one in tragic circumstances and shared in people’s joy as they have overcome the odds. I’ve met amazing people and crazy people, famous people (One Direction being my favourites) and not famous people who deserved recognition for their excellent work.
I took part in a haunting trip to Auschwitz with pupils from across the district, an experience I will never forget. I have organised five Falkirk Herald Voice competitions, and reviewed countless local drama productions. I’ve dressed up as a fairy, I’ve entered the World Clootie Dumpling Championships and traipsed through muddy fields in pink boots!
I have made friendships which I will treasure for many years to come. It was as a work experience girl (from university I hasten to add!) that I met my husband in the old Newmarket Street office, and we now have our gorgeous boys, Alexander and Fraser.
I have loved being a journalist but now it is time for me to head onto pastures new, and in August I will start a post graduate diploma in primary teaching. Hopefully my 10 years in journalism will serve as the perfect education for me as I look to a fresh start and an exciting future.