William — William Moore

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3,313 appearances 11 recordings 1 series first heard Jun 2026 last heard 19 Aug

William — William Moore’s voice in public audio — every appearance, attributed to the second.

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Recordings per month over the last 12 months — 11 in all, peaking in Jul 2026 with 5.

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Right.
I'm not sure I can until I understand what this list really is and why my name's on it and what's happening in Clerkenwell next month.
I need to speak to this guy.
I can just feel it.
Three days later, our plane was touching down in Stockholm.
We arrived at the house tired in that travel-worn way that comes from early flights, long train journeys and too many cups of bad coffee.
The house itself was beautiful.
A glass-fronted A-frame with crisp modern lines set against the majestic Lake Vinerne and the stillness of the surrounding forest under a blanket of snow.
Before we had a chance to knock, the front door swung open and Harriet's cousin John and his family appeared in the hallway, all smiles and warmth.
They ushered us inside at once, taking bags from our hands and speaking over one another in that cheerful, welcoming way people do when guests have finally arrived after a long journey.
Harriet lit up immediately at the sound of John's wife Alma gently offering warm chocolate.
John was tall, broad-shouldered and carried himself with the relaxed confidence of someone who had lived here for half his life.
His blonde hair was cropped short and though he was Harriet's cousin, he landed in that odd space between older sibling and uncle.
From what she'd told us, he used to stay with her family during summers when she was younger and she'd always been fond of him.
Alma had a warm smile and a kindly, practical air about her.
Brunette hair pulled back into a messy ponytail, apron tied over jeans and a festive jumper.
We changed into the things they'd left out for us.
Thick, cable-knit sweaters and corduroy trousers, and then rejoined them downstairs.
It was comforting to see Harriet relaxed with her family, and to get to know them ourselves.
John and Alma had a daughter, Rona, 11 years old, bright-eyed and brimming with confidence as she practised her English on us, which was already impressive.
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