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todayiamadaisy) wrote2006-05-30 03:04 pm
todayiamadaisy) wrote2006-05-30 03:04 pm
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Great moments in newsreading
I had a trainee with me in the radio prep room today, so I was busy explaining the process and didn't get a chance to read everything properly before we went to air. Silly me.
Everything went swimmingly until I came to an article about a man who found that a dog had killed some of his livestock. An important sentence was split over two lines like this:
He then went outside and found two sheep de-
ad.
Can you guess how I said that? Yes, that's right: "He then went outside and found two sheep dee-ad... sorry, dead."
Cue much snorting from everyone else in the studio. Ah well.
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There was also something about a woman who was a hit and run victim, and the police had organised a press conference where her husband showed a photo of his wife and asked people to come forward with information. It was a good photo, black and white, showing his wife dressed up and wearing a large hat - a guest at a wedding, would be my guess. I'm hopeless at guessing age in photos, particularly of someone wearing makeup, but she seemed much younger than 49, her actual age. That, and something about her large shoulder pads and enormous square earrings, suggested it wasn't a recent photo.
I'm fascinated by the photos people provide in these situations. Something happens and the police ask for a photo and then we all see it. We learn so much about a person's life and what's happened to them, but we base so much of our opinion on that one little photo. Is it a wedding photo, a holiday snap, old or quite recent? It's all right for children; parents take plenty of photos and they have annual school portraits done by professionals. But what of adults? They only get good photos for milestones.
It occurs to me that were I to die/disappear/become ill or injured in tragic and/or mysterious circumstances, I'd have that problem, and I don't think I'd be alone. The police would have a choice between showing a ten-year-old professional shot of me in black gown and mortarboard, or more recent candid shots that are either blurry or silly or have me clearly saying, "Don't take my photo!"
Perhaps professional photographers could do a special offer: take that nondescript background they use for individual school photos and set up a caravan in a prominent place and people could line up for their biennial "potential victim of crime" shot. I'd happily pay a small fee for the peace of mind of knowing that the rest of the country won't be laughing at my photo if I disappear.
Everything went swimmingly until I came to an article about a man who found that a dog had killed some of his livestock. An important sentence was split over two lines like this:
He then went outside and found two sheep de-
ad.
Can you guess how I said that? Yes, that's right: "He then went outside and found two sheep dee-ad... sorry, dead."
Cue much snorting from everyone else in the studio. Ah well.
There was also something about a woman who was a hit and run victim, and the police had organised a press conference where her husband showed a photo of his wife and asked people to come forward with information. It was a good photo, black and white, showing his wife dressed up and wearing a large hat - a guest at a wedding, would be my guess. I'm hopeless at guessing age in photos, particularly of someone wearing makeup, but she seemed much younger than 49, her actual age. That, and something about her large shoulder pads and enormous square earrings, suggested it wasn't a recent photo.
I'm fascinated by the photos people provide in these situations. Something happens and the police ask for a photo and then we all see it. We learn so much about a person's life and what's happened to them, but we base so much of our opinion on that one little photo. Is it a wedding photo, a holiday snap, old or quite recent? It's all right for children; parents take plenty of photos and they have annual school portraits done by professionals. But what of adults? They only get good photos for milestones.
It occurs to me that were I to die/disappear/become ill or injured in tragic and/or mysterious circumstances, I'd have that problem, and I don't think I'd be alone. The police would have a choice between showing a ten-year-old professional shot of me in black gown and mortarboard, or more recent candid shots that are either blurry or silly or have me clearly saying, "Don't take my photo!"
Perhaps professional photographers could do a special offer: take that nondescript background they use for individual school photos and set up a caravan in a prominent place and people could line up for their biennial "potential victim of crime" shot. I'd happily pay a small fee for the peace of mind of knowing that the rest of the country won't be laughing at my photo if I disappear.