Beeb Audiences Not Amused By Bill Oddie's Insect Porn
Posted by Clem Bastow at 11:53 AM on May 30, 2008
Just more proof that the UK does televisual "scandals" better than any country, this time in the natural history unit: Bill Oddie has been howled down by BBC2 viewers who weren't impressed with his, how you say, raunchy treatment of the voiceovers on his latest wildlife programming effort, Spring Watch.
Evidently the Goodie turned ornithologist and natural history presenter was a little hasty in deciding that BBC2 viewers might, you know, have a sense of humour. Apparently they would rather watch scenes of animals mating in uncomfortable silence while listening to their own heavy breathing.
The first moment of controversy on Tuesday night's show came when 66-year-old Oddie spotted the amorous antics of a couple of sparrows.He told viewers: "The female is asking for it - and getting it basically.

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