The voice prostitute

There is a series on English TV, it’s been going for years, called “Time Team”. A small team of genuine archaeologists plus one other person spend three days excavating a small area of the British Isles, talk about finds (if there are any) and show computer-generated reconstructions of what the houses, pot, or whatever will (possibly) have looked like. It’s sometimes a bit far-fetched when they find a 1″ square piece of pottery and suddenly you see the computer generated picture of an ornate bowl overflowing with fruits.. but it’s good entertainment and to give them the archaeologists’ due, they have to date discovered one example of the rarest Celtic gold coin ever found on British soil.
Well, this would be a great program except for an annoying little man by the name of Tony Robinson, whose main role appears to run around fields waving his arms about, shouting in his nasal, whiny voice in order to attract the onlookers’ attention to himself and away from the archaeologists doing their work. The man is so annoying and so patently false, that he spoils the entire program with his continual whine.
The income he receives from this program is obviously not enough for Mr Robinson – he has now begun to prostitute his voice to all and sundry companies for TV advertising – so we hear his whines and shouts in adverts for things from toilet cleaner and washing aids to soft drinks. I will NEVER buy the products this little man advertises.
And now he is doing a new series on one of the British Four channels, about the history of British Law. What a pity, I would have enjoyed the series, but with this horrible little man doing the talking – no thankyou, I’ll stick with Heartbeat and Judge Judy.