Lucy Carter

Lucy Carter

Lucy Carter started at the ABC while still at university, working as an overnight reporter and guiding the Sydney newsroom through the wee sleepy hours of the morning. 

Her big break came when a chicken shop exploded three streets away at 3am, and she was able to report live from the scene in monkey print pyjama pants and ugh boots.

After finishing her Broadcast Journalism degree in 2007 at Charles Sturt University in Bathurst, she scored what she still thinks is one of the best jobs in the world – writing and reading the national news for triple j.  Highlights have so far been telling the nation’s youth that Barack Obama was the new US President, and reporting the time that Victorian State MP Jason Wood repeatedly said ‘orgasms’ instead of ‘organisms’ in a late night speech to parliament.

As well as being a triple j newsreader, she occasionally contributes stories to ABC Radio Current Affairs programs AM, PM and The World Today. 

She loves music festivals, horse riding and surfing, and has never come across a dad joke she didn’t love.

Articles by Lucy Carter

I saw myself plastered and it wasn’t pretty

I saw myself plastered and it wasn’t pretty

30 Sep 09 I did something pretty unusual on Saturday night.  Well, unusual for me. I had a quiet one. I declined various…... Read more

Mind your language if you’re making a parse* at me

22 Jul 09 [*Ed’s note to Gen Y: that isn’t a typo in the headline. It’s a cool joke, and Lucy explains it…... Read more

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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]

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