Yesterday, (Sunday) I found myself shouting at the radio. My dander was up, 'it' was just so wrong. I don't suppose I am the only one to get annoyed with an inanimate object.
There is a radio programme called 'Profile', during which some individual, not necessarily an amazing celebrity or anything, has the outline of the their life and marvellous activities almost laid bare. Some of the narrations are done well. A few are not. When that happens, why bother to broadcast the programme? The answer is, it probably filled a blank slot, or, stepped into a breach.
I digress just a little. The latest offering drifted through the waves via the sound of a 'bored-caster', who, was exceedingly ignorant about place names in the United Kingdom. The BBC used to have a pronunciation unit. With the example of this programme, I can only assume, the unit has been axed. Surely though, there must have been someone around who could have picked up on the glaring error.
So, there I was shouting, "Y-O-U D-O N-O-T S-A-Y I-T L-I-K-E T-H-A-T!!" The guy who was being profiled, was born in Scotland in a place that was mispronounced, and he went to school in that mispronounced locality. And the next mis-pronunciation heard me shouting in sheer frustration, "You say it like this!" ........
John Sergeant, of more recent dubious T.V. ballroom dancing prancing renown, than broadcasting prowess, it was inexcusable of you to tell us that your subject had been born in 'Ban-tchory'. Talk about a talent for complete name distortion, you had it, and in spades. According to you, the guy grew up in 'Ban-tchory', in Scotland, and had also been to school in 'Ban-tchory'.
Take note John Sergeant and the British Broadcasting Corporation; the 'ch' in Banchory is pronounced like a 'k', thus, Mr Seargeant, the place name should have been pronounced, Bank_ory... Banchory, nestles in Aberdeenshire. Your producers should have done their homework, and got you to correct yours. Quality assurance was woefully adrift.