Why you want to throw the TV out of your window

Poor Hadewych Minnis. You are a renowned actress. You graduated with flying colors from the Maastricht Theatre School, performed on stage, won two Golden Calves, and are seen in the best Dutch films; you were masterful in maestro. To ensure that there is bread on the table every day in the Minnis household, you occasionally take on a voice-over job. Because actors are voice artists. So how wonderful it is to have a steady income, for years, from the Kruidvat commercials.

Perfectly fine because Kruidvat is okay. Who doesn’t come, I would almost want to say. Moreover, you even give it a touch of cult value. But how, how, how did you feel when your contact person presented you with the Costa del Kruidvat script? And did you also see in your recording set the inserts of the couple for the chicken caravan? Who also say that they get goosebumps from it? Did you see that? Or the other types who happily wave to the camera in the sea? Oh dear, oh dear.

Pity is a terrible sentiment and really not needed for someone of your stature, but I hope they spare you, and us, this misery from next week on. Then just a time without surprises.