Confessions of a news junkie

I have to confess to being a bit of a news junkie. It’s much to do with the work that I trained to do, my love of writing and, I suppose, a lifelong thirst for information.

I guess my first introduction to news was the 6pm news on BBC Radio 4 when I was a child. I’m not that old, but television never featured in my household – much to the amazement of my schoolfriends who talked about the latest episode of Neighbours every lunch hour.

The evening meal was bang on 5.30, 20 minutes after my father walked in from work. Radio 4 would be switched on at 6pm on the dot and we’d listen while my father washed the dishes and two of us children dried up (‘Girls, there’s another teaspoon here… !’).