Life Before Weldon: Newsreader Carolyn Robinson’s elegy for the glory years of 3 News

John Campbell was already there and already marvellous. Long-form journalism was as fit as a butcher’s dog. And Y2K was a thing. Then Ben and Olivia vanished. And 9/11 happened. There was Kosovo. Saddam. Harry Potter. Milosevic. SARS. Willie Apiata.

And though much of it was traumatic, much of it very bad, it was a very good time to be a journalist because everyone loved news. You’d fight for your story – and you knew people would watch. They would gather in their living rooms and insist the kids be quiet – no My Sky rewinds available – and dinner would be arranged around the broadcast. And the internet was still sleeping.