About Emma
Emma Clarke is a leading female voiceover and comedy/drama writer. She voices all kinds of things from advertisements to radio identity packages – but is best known as the ‘voice of the London Underground’.
Previous postings
- Cutting edge discussion: how to say road names in a commercial
- Facing the nation on the telly – the key issues
- Unaccustomed as I am...
- Mind the Gap: The inside story of a very British fiasco
- Awkward Advertising: BT’s Adam and Jane ads
- Translate these phrases into actual English and you’ll win a prize!*
- Excuse me, would you like to rent my mouth?
- Awkward Advertising: John Prescott the boxer
- Awkward Advertising: JLS Wii Party
- Awkward Advertising: Nice ‘n’ Easy’s Dance class ad
- Awkward Advertising: The Boots ‘Not giving gifts this year’ ad
- Awkward Advertising: Halifax’s “ISA ISA Baby” TV ad
- Awkward Advertising: that bloody Match Affinity commercial
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The pre-VOX conference preparations are underway!
Wednesday
Feb 20 2008
Plans are afoot for this year’s VOX conference – the one day in the year when the UK’s voiceover community descends on a hotel in the Midlands to engage in serious industry-related debate and networking. There are seminars and name badges and everything. We get freebies too in a little bag – pens and mugs. It’s top.
I got an email yesterday from the conference organiser.
“What do you want to eat?” she asked. Like her, I’m a vegetarian so we were weighing up the options.
“What are the choices?” I said.
“A feta cheese thing, slow baked pepper and a broccoli pithivier.”
“What’s a pithivier?” I said, bemused.
“I’ve no idea,“ she replied.
I was intrigued. I’ve never heard of a pithivier. I looked it up on Google, I was so entranced. ‘Pithivier’ I typed, feeling all excited.
And what is it?
It’s a pasty. A posh word for a pasty. (Try looking up ‘pasties’ on Wikipedia and you’ll get a surprise…) I can’t imagine ever being in a situation where I’d want to eat a broccoli pasty.
I emailed the conference organiser.
“I’ll have the baked pepper but I’m hoping to get pithiviered in the evening!” I replied, waggishly.
Reader, she didn’t reply…
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