Various Accents for Audiobooks and Radio Dramas. 1.
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British (England - South East - Oxford, Sussex) British (England - Yorkshire & Humber) British (General)Transcript
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there we all were thinking he will make this bloody bloody awful thing better. Oh, we will cry, but we will be uplifted. But instead you let me find the exact word. Now you absconded, buggered off. And so it falls to an amateur entomologist. An insect man Not even a close friend. A passing acquaintance of your father's to find the right words You mentioned him and it's it's wrong what you say Wrong what you say. You drove him as fast as you could to an early grave with your men and your shouting and your bowels and your nights and your nights Unite, unite, Unite of neglect, Things forgotten everywhere. No soap in the dish. No rule in the toilet, No clean blouse for school. Oh, my dad, When he had his records on, he sparkled dazzling like you, but with fine lights, fine lights. The hours sovereign spent waiting for Pierre that evening can hardly be described. She was both impatient and terrified of seeing him for what we are about to receive, which none of you really want to eat. But which I stayed up till two in the morning to make it and I didn't even have any pimentos. And may the Lord, whether you believe in him or not, I know you don't, Felix, because you're a scientist, and so you're not allowed to. And anyway, I don't know if I do because of things like James dying in the way that he did. And little Felicity not having unidentifiable father and the terrible things that Flora has said to me and the little fat, humble bees just dropping down dead from the sky. And I know that what James said about the finite number of heartbeats should be a comfort. But it's not. Maybe I don't have much of a life, but up till now God has filled all the gaps. There do seem to be holes that he can't fill. So perhaps you are right, flora, because even though I still do the flowers in church and my various parish duties, really, I would say that I was unofficially on a sabbatical from God at the moment, because everything is really so unsettling. I'm sick to my heart of trying all the time. Try and try and try it and I don't like it. I don't like it at all. So May, the Lord, even though we're not on speaking terms, make us all. And I mean all of us truly grateful. Ah, men. The group talked about the strange conduct of a friend of theirs. They found no rationale, no normality in his behaviour. They ate and drank and smoked and talked and laughed for hours that could not stop.