Peter Richard Smith - Audiobooks

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Description

Two audiobook projects I was involved in, featuring work by Roald Dahl and Arthur Conan Doyle.

Vocal Characteristics

Language

English

Voice Age

Middle Aged (35-54)

Accents

British (General) British (Received Pronunciation - RP, BBC)

Transcript

Note: Transcripts are generated using speech recognition software and may contain errors.
I'm going shopping in the village, George's mother said to George on Saturday morning. So be a good boy and don't get up to mischief. This was a silly thing to say to a small boy at any time. It immediately made him wonder what sort of mischief he might get up to. And don't forget to give Grandma her medicine at 11 o'clock, the mother said. Then, out she went, closing the back door behind her grandma. It was dozing in the chair by the window, opened one wicked little eye and said, Now you heard what your mother said. George, don't forget my medicine. No, Grandma George said. And just try to be gave yourself for once while she's away. Yes, Grandma George was bored to tears. He didn't have a brother or a sister. His father was a farmer on the farm. They lived on was miles away from anywhere, so there were never any Children to play with. He was tired of staring at pigs and hens and cows and sheep. He was especially tired of having to live in the same house as that grizzly old granny in of a grandma looking after her all by himself was hardly the most exciting way to spend a Saturday morning. He held out his hand, and I saw in the light of the lamp. The two of his knuckles were burst on bleeding. It is not an airy nothing. Q. C said he smiling. On the contrary, it is solid enough for a man to break his hand over the's Mrs Watson in she is away upon a visit. Indeed, you are alone. Quite then. It makes it easier for me to propose that you should come away with me for a week to the continent where oh anywhere, it's all the same. To me. There was something very strange in all this. It was not Holmes's nature to take an aimless holiday, and something about his pale, worn face told me that his nerves were at their highest tension.