Newspaper article The Morning Bulletin (Rockhampton, Australia)

There's Nary a Spill Twixt Sober Advice and Fine Prose

Newspaper article The Morning Bulletin (Rockhampton, Australia)

There's Nary a Spill Twixt Sober Advice and Fine Prose

Article excerpt

IT'S one of my pet subjects.

"This will be good," I can hear you saying.

Now don't get me wrong. I'm not being egotistical there.

Did I read you right, you are saying "that's a first"?

Stop right there, dear readers, it seems there is an issue here!

Please stop - please!

No, I'm not "on this or that" or as "high as a kite".

It's my style of writing this column.

Granted, it is different but it is all about communication.

As a young journo (sorry, I despise that term, I'll start again).

When I was a much younger journalist at the Newcastle Morning Herald, an older colleague gave me counsel.

I've never forgotten his words but, embarrassingly, I've forgotten his name.

I blame the Masonic Club across the road from the Herald office for that.

Why blame the Masons?

I'm not blaming the Masons - just the location of the club.

Simply because that is where we wordsmiths (egotists) of the night gathered to quench our thirst. …

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