Kelly Simpson
Kelly likes the beach, punk rock and reading, so it was never going to work out between her and her hometown of Cooma.
Escaping to Sydney the day after she turned 18, Kelly completed a Communications degree at UTS where she is now studying for a Masters in Journalism.
Kelly once had a radio show which consisted of she and a friend rocking out to Eskimo Joe before they were cool.
She is an unapologetic follower of rugby league and, if you hold the door open for her, she will say thank you.
Articles by Kelly Simpson
The death throes of student newspapers
In 1995, La Trobe University student publication Rabelais ran a feature entitled The Art of Shoplifting, which highlighted student poverty…... Read more
Degrees of uncertainty for students of journalism
What will journalism look like in twenty years? Will newspapers still exist? Punch research journalist Kelly Simpson and four 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
