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Posted on 11:44pm Wednesday 22nd April 2009
I admit I haven’t blogged in a while. But as the only reporter covering an exciting patch like Haringey, can you blame me? With vans, lorries, police cars and buses mowing people down at every junction, I’ve hardly had time to pause for breath. I don’t think the same can be said, however, for my counterparts on the nationals if the headlines Britain's Got Talent's “Hairy Angel” has racked up over the last week is anything to go by.
Posted on 9:00am Friday 17th October 2008
The world is falling apart. Melodramatic as it may sound, it must certainly feel like that in Haringey's dilapitated council offices. The borough's leadership has been hit from all sides recently but its potential loss of millions of pounds in Icelandic banks is just another inevitable kick while it is already flailing on the floor.
Posted on 3:03pm Tuesday 30th September 2008
Had I not known what the Turkish flag looked like before I arrived in the country, it would have become abundantly clear within minutes of being there. The red and yellow cloth was flown gaily from every suitable orifice and there were more bronzed statues and busts of Attaturk, the Republic of Turkey’s founding father, than you could shake a kebab stick at.
Posted on 9:00am Thursday 25th September 2008
To me there is nothing as fascinating as a courtroom. For a reporter that's where the story brings itself to a dramatic and revealing finish; where the clogs of truth and justice turn in harmony; where the criminals meet their nemesis in the form of a cloaked judge in a pompous wig.
Posted on 2:17pm Friday 5th September 2008
I take umbrage to the word selfish. The people that know me best, know that calling me selfish mid-argument is like waving a red flag in front of a bull. My main gripe is this: because one party is not getting their way, the other party invariably becomes the self-obsessed egocentric.
Posted on 8:30am Friday 29th August 2008
He comes to the rescue, saving lives with his steely strength and cold exterior. He works in isolation, holding patients' futures in his hands. And he also runs off electricity. His name is Robo-Surgeon.
Posted on 3:50pm Monday 18th August 2008
I ruined summer 1995 when I fell off my bike. After deciding that grazed knees didn’t really warrant a trip home for a kiss and a cuddle from Mum, I was fully prepared to jump back in the saddle. That was until I saw my forefinger hanging limply on my left hand and a rogue tarsal popping out to say hello. I fainted.
Posted on 2:48pm Monday 18th August 2008
So Northumberland Park was named by police last week as having one of the highest levels of ex-cons living there. Big surprise, you may say. But actually it is quite shocking. It came in the top 15th across London. That's compared with Southwark or Croydon, where the latest murder happened only this weekend.
Posted on 10:36am Tuesday 5th August 2008
I haven’t been feeling very well lately. It started with a thumping heart and a light head. Then dizzy spells preceded by feelings of extreme euphoria. I started taking an unhealthy interest in US politics. I got this unshakeable urge to buy novelty items off the Internet. Pass me my smelling salts — I’ve got Obamamania.
Posted on 4:20pm Friday 25th July 2008
Kids stabbing kids is not sexy but media outlets, politicians and the police could be accused of thinking differently. It makes for great news, great policies and great sound bites. It also makes it easier to gather support for increasing controversial tactics like stop-and-search. But these establishments all fail to provide solutions, real solutions, to ending street violence.
Posted on 10:58am Tuesday 8th July 2008
So, the NHS is 60. Happy Birthday. More like Unhappy Birthday. In such a time of turmoil over future NHS plans, it does seem a bit daft to be celebrating 60 ‘great’ years of our public health service.
Posted on 3:41pm Monday 30th June 2008
There’s a saying by a wise old man called Confucius who said if you do a job you love, you never have to work a day in your life. Warm words. But I think it’s safe to say he wasn’t a journalist. Or a nurse. Or a teacher. Or a social worker.
Posted on 3:07pm Wednesday 16th April 2008
The world of celebrity isn’t something I usually take part in. Whilst I do sometimes dabble in the odd fly-on-the-wall documentary following the c-lists as they go about their daily lives, I just don’t really care about the every day dramas of anyone who’s anyone.
Posted on 12:24pm Friday 28th March 2008
The Beatles versus Elvis. Jedi or Sith. Boxers or briefs. Marmite or not Marmite. Sometimes your only choice is to choose. And in just over a month, Londoners will be divided by the biggest showdown of all: Boris or Ken.
Posted on 1:32pm Friday 29th February 2008
When I was no bigger than a kidney bean, the football team I was going to support was decided even before my sex was. Imagine my horror when I look back at baby pictures and see myself wearing a romper suit emblazoned with the words, "Sunderland mad just like HIS dad." More troubling, if it wasn't for the gold studs in my ears no one would have batted an eyelid.
Posted on 6:09pm Thursday 14th February 2008
In one dark corner of the capital, a charged-up junkie confused Her Majesty’s Post Box for a needle exchange and casually deposited his skanky needle in it. Hours later, a dear friend who collects mail as a part-time job pricked himself with it. Cue the start of three months of worry while he anxiously waits to be told that he has either been worried for nothing, has contracted hepatitis c or worse.
Posted on 3:33pm Tuesday 29th January 2008
If there’s one person you shouldn’t pull over in customs (by the wrist), tearing apart their carefully packed suitcase, removing their expensive two-piece lingerie sets with the same disdain (if not more) as a foisty dishcloth covered with mince, scrambled eggs and scrappy bits of soggy cornflakes - it’s the reporter doing a travel feature. As she may be inclined to write an angry blog.
Posted on 8:59am Monday 14th January 2008
Have you ever really sat down and thought at what age you start becoming a cynic in life? When the glass remains half empty, the shades of grey in the world are more black than white and being happy for no great reason is a shock to the system?
Posted on 1:08pm Friday 11th January 2008
Yesterday, Hornsey and Wood Green MP, Lynne Featherstone fully stretched her wings as she settled into her new role as Lib Dem Youth & Equalities Spokesperson by tackling sexism, not at ground level, but right at the top behind Buckingham Palace gates.
Posted on 12:38pm Friday 4th January 2008
“Nanny, you’re a numb-nuts. That’s a doll not a baby”, said real Harry, aged about three, as he stared at his grandmother and the fake Harry she’d had made as his replacement. Out of the mouth of babes!
Posted on 12:50pm Monday 24th December 2007
My realisation that you can’t fight the spirit of Christmas started with a free chocolate coin from the Ebenezer Scrooge of franchised coffee shops, ie Starbucks, cemented when a cashier letting me off 10p in Argos and celebrated with a ‘Best of British’ cheese platter from M&S. If freebies and cheese don’t define Christmas, I just don’t know what does.
Posted on 11:31am Tuesday 20th November 2007
I know how often I use cash now. Hardly ever. I buy my Oyster card online, which enables me to tap in and tap out with swiftness at various ports around the city. I pay all my bills by direct debit which is like some kind of financial eclipse when, at the end of the month, the euphoria of seeing your paycheck in your account is darkened by despair as, moments later, it disappears before your eyes - as authorised by you.
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Haringey Independent's reporter Elizabeth Pears offers in-depth analysis and an occasional light-hearted look at the week's news