shifting accents
Being brought up in the Black Country by a mum who was the product of an Irish and Mackem union (but a prolific linguist so schooled in most European tongues), and a dad of Irish lineage but raised by a Londoner family you would expect that my resultant accent would be a bit fucked up.

Yes it was true, I would go to schools and mingle With the local kids and therefore come home and express the desire "Ooor roight, woss on the tellay ternoight?" But I was not remonstrated and told "Oi begorrah you wankarrr, y' canna tark leek that to be sure wahey the the lads up the apples and pears" but because my mum wanted to improve herself and get on in life above her roots (postman and a dinner lady) she insisted on correcting my diction with Received Pronunciation as popularly disseminated by the Home Service radio announcers.

So now with my vaguely accentless diction it seems that no matter where I live (Warwickshire, Birmingham, Cheshire, Cornwall, London) or where ever I visit, people think I'm middle class immediately on hearing my voice. But I'm not.

5 minutes on site at manufacturing in Solihull and talking with the workforce who regard all engineers as wankers from the ivory tower who have never worked a hard day in their life, it's instinctively back to "Oor roight oor kid". All of a sudden we're all old muckers.
( Rotating Wobbly Hat That's not a banana. THIS is a banana., Sun 23 Mar 2014, 21:34, 3 replies)

let me be the first to say
I schooled your mum with my tongue etc etc.

because someone was going to say it.
( rachelswipe with a fork, Mon 24 Mar 2014, 8:35, closed)

Get off
She's hardline Cataholic and they don't approve of that kind of thing once you leave convent school.
( Rotating Wobbly Hat That's not a banana. THIS is a banana., Tue 25 Mar 2014, 15:07, closed)

Bostin'

(kitescreech still here, Tue 25 Mar 2014, 0:10, closed)