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Niamh McIntyre: tips from a career in data journalism

The Bureau of Investigative Journalism’s Big Tech Reporter Niamh McIntyre has been working with data for eight years — but it all stemmed from an “arbitrary choice” at university. She spoke to MA Data Journalism student Leyla Reynolds about how she got started in the field, why you don’t need to be a maths whizz to excel, and navigating the choppy waters of the newsroom.

Starting out on any new path can be daunting, but in the minutes before my phone call with Niamh McIntyre, I’m acutely aware that upping sticks to Birmingham and training in data journalism at the grand old age of 29 is nothing less than a tremendous luxury.

A younger me might have — would have — quaked at such a scenario, so I’m keen to know more about Niamh’s work, which ranges from investigating the gig work industry to private children’s homes.

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From making data physical to giving journalists confidence (and a few other things too): Data Journalism UK 2019

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Last week saw the third Data Journalism UK conference, an opportunity for the country’s data journalists to gather, take stock of the state of the industry and look at what’s ahead.

The BBC Shared Data Unit’s Pete Sherlock kicked off the event, looking back at the first 18 months of the unit’s existence. In that period the unit has trained 15 secondees and helped generate over 600 stories across more than 250 titles in the regional press.

Sherlock highlighted two stories in particular to demonstrate how the data unit had helped equip regional reporters in holding power to account: the Eastern Daily Press’s Dominic Gilbert‘s story on legal aid deserts, and JPI Media’s Aimee Stanton‘s report on electric car charging points.

Both stories resulted in strong pushback – from the Ministry of Justice and the electric car industry respectively – but their new data journalism skills gave them the confidence to persist with the story. Continue reading →