These next two tracks were exercises both in writing for broadcast and recording. I can only hope that the subjects were made up, but even so, pieces of a baby found flushed down a toilet? Really? I didn’t realise Bret Easton Ellis was writing NCTJ exams.
I think these examples of my effete lisp are proof positive that should this journalism malarky go to the dogs, there’s always work for me in pre-war Hampshire commentating lawn bowls.
On an almost unrelated note, would any Teesside based single ladies over the age of thirty that could imagine this voice, tinged with impatience, slurring suggestions of a sexual nature through their letterbox at 3am please get in contact. Please.
Over 30? What? Since when the young ones aren’t good enough?!
Ps. great recordings.
I can’t keep up with the young ones and their laughter and singing and “we’re not all about to die screaming and on fire” nonsense.
Indeed.
30 plus is also more likely to have a job,so,she can support your unemployable ass. Though,she’ll probably have children as well,who will scream at you ,that you are not their daddy,who is probably in jail.
Indeed.