Ellen Whinnett
Ellen Whinnett is chief reporter of the Sunday Herald Sun in Melbourne. She got her start in journalism as a 17-year-old copygirl at The Examiner in Launceston in 1989, and jumped ship to The Mercury in 1996.
In a 16-year career in Tasmania, she covered the Port Arthur massacre, the illness and death of Premier Jim Bacon, and in 2004 won a Walkley award for her coverage of Richard Butler’s brief but tumultuous reign as Governor of Tasmania.
In 2005 she crossed Bass Strait to work for the Herald Sun, covering politics and working as an investigative reporter. She joined the Sunday Herald Sun in November 2008.
Articles by Ellen Whinnett
Our travel warning system is the boy who cried wolf
AUSTRALIA needs to overhaul its travel warning system or end up looking like the boy who cried wolf. We found…... Read more
If Rudd kept his promise we wouldn’t need Sea Shepherd
BACK in 2007, Kevin Rudd said that if we elected him as prime minister, he would stop the slaughter of…... Read more
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Would you kill for a job?
Who would work in an abattoir? Most of us have done jobs we didn’t want to do because we needed…
Friday Dilemma: child cruelty or harmless fun?
Parenting. It’s the new oneupmanship. Ah, how quaint the days now seem when parents could raise…
Hipsters with hip replacements
Someone once told me that when people reach a certain age they begin dressing in the manner they did…
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From: Punch on: Open thread 09/02/2012
marley says:
I'm one of the older ones, so I've certainly seen a few changes in my time. When I started school I learned to write with a nib pen, dipped in an inkwell (no, I'm not kidding). My mother became a dab hand at getting inkstains out of my clothes. Flicking ink at one another in the classroom was an essential… [read more]From: I’d rather have a piece of toast than listen to crap lyrics
Erick says:
Led Zeppelin are responsible for my all-time favourite mixed metaphor: "There you sit, sit and stare, like a book on a shelf rusting." (Misty Mountain Hop) I laugh every time I hear it. Hmmm, I believe I've decided what to play on the way to work today. [read more]Gentle jabs to the ribs
No wuckin forries. These nuckin futs are tuckin fops
Well, puck me with a fitchfork. The F-word is apparently an acceptable part of Australian speech. That’s… Read more
