I achieved a life long ambition this evening when I read the news on the local radio station.
Not much of an ambition, you may well say, but since I was a kid I just loved the voices on the radio and there is something so, well serious, about reading the news. This evening when there was nobody else available to do the job, I jumped at it (with almost indecent haste). I was sorry that there wasn’t anything earth-shattering to report – just bank interest rates, and murderers being sentenced. Mind you I was able to reassure listeners that Stephen Gerrard was found not guilty of assaulting a man in a pub.
What a shame that this particular prize eluded me until my voice has gone fairly weak, and my breath practically non-existent. Still, between you and me, I was terrific! Nobody told me that, of course. Probably nobody even heard me. But I got through it with barely a stumble even without a rehearsal, because I was on in another show for the previous hour and only had the script put up on the screen in front of me when we finished.
Move over Ann Doyle! I’ll be after your job next!