The newspaper life
Ah, the glamorous life of a reporter! A lot of it seems to involve sitting long after works hours in a hard chair listening to interminable presentations about "awareness", or rambling rants.
The new town hall doesn't have a media desk, meaning I am always hunched and sore by the end of council meetings. I adopt the same unflattering slouch I used when covering Haldimand council a decade ago. I was apparently a familiar figure to the dozen or do regular viewers of those meetings on the local cable access station.
It looks like a long night. Three delegations and a zoning fight.
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