Bella?" a different voice called from the distance. No! Please let me be imagining that horribly familiar voice.
Wow," came a familiar voice, "Hypochondriac killed the cat." -Dess
My eyes flew open, and I pushed back against rock-hard shoulders. I let out a little squeak of horror. "It's me," said a familiar voice. ..."Eric, what are you doing here?" "Snuggling.
It's nice when they notice the deep voice from across the house, and they know it's papa. They know it's Dad.
I wanted only a familiar voice, someone who knew me. Not some earlier, larval version of myself. . .
Lightfoot's voice is such a part of the fabric of Canada, I know it almost as well as I know my own voice.
I notice the older I get, the more my speaking voice turns people around. Even if they have no idea who I am, they know they've heard this weird nasal disaster somewhere before.
My voice triggers people into recognising me, often at the weirdest times. If I'm in the theatre and talking while in line to go to the loo, the rest of the queue will turn around and say, 'Wait a minute. It's you.'
