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Originally posted by jayne lee wilson View PostI was adopted by parents from Birkenhead/Tranmere at about 3 months, brought up in Moreton/Meols (Wirral) till 11, then North Merseyside, never left till my mid-20s for various opportunities in Norwich then Europe....
(became devoted to Liverpool FC, especially through the European games reported in the Post&Echo, early on. Later when in Europe, Mum would always send me the latest cuttings.... Italians befriended me, just because of where I came from...they loved showing off the Gazetta dello Sport.
I literally dined out on that...
Always felt an outsider everywhere (like Mahler, thrice homeless). When Theresa May said "citizens of nowhere" I thought - yes and proud to be! But I guess I feel European, really...
One journalist, forget which, suggested that Liverpool was more like a South American city than an English one.... very striking insight, and for me true to the somewhat melodramatic, pop culture obsessed, football obsessed, emotional people here...(wherever they came from initially )
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Yes Amp, the Swarovski 10x25s.... a rare every-few-decades treat, when my ageing Leica 8x42s were getting a bit heavy on the neck for the evening constitutional (well, the afternoon one now - better get going before its too dark!)
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Originally posted by cloughie View PostSo that’s the real source of your accent - your early years ‘over the water’!
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Originally posted by jayne lee wilson View PostBut what is a "Southern Accent"? There are so many, from SW to Cockney to Norfolk and many shades of those... I was in Norwich for some years but never had a problem with them....
‘Oy am 'amlet, Kings of the Dynes …’
That was South Bedfordshire-North Bucks in the 1970’s. It was a great performance and the actor was a high achiever who went on to great things, I'm pleased to say. It was the vestige of my ancestors’ rural Buckinghamshire accent which has now been completely swamped by the vast influx of all-comers into Milton Keynes, and has probably died out completely by now. When I was young the lady who ran the grocery shop on my way to school always used to greet me with a cheerful ‘’ello me derk’ Oh dear, I shall get homesick again in a minute Pass me a tissue someone ...And the tune ends too soon for us all
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Originally posted by Constantbee View PostGood point, Jayne Our school used to put some cracking Shakespeare plays I shall never forget our old head boy’s line in goodness knows whichever scene from Hamlet it was:
‘Oy am 'amlet, Kings of the Dynes …’
That was South Bedfordshire-North Bucks in the 1970’s. It was a great performance and the actor was a high achiever who went on to great things, I'm pleased to say. It was the vestige of my ancestors’ rural Buckinghamshire accent which has now been completely swamped by the vast influx of all-comers into Milton Keynes, and has probably died out completely by now. When I was young the lady who ran the grocery shop on my way to school always used to greet me with a cheerful ‘’ello me derk’ Oh dear, I shall get homesick again in a minute Pass me a tissue someone ...
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Originally posted by Pulcinella View PostThe end of BST!
Light here by 06:30 this morning, but I'd much prefer lighter evenings.
At least it's bright so far; often the first day after the clock change is dark and gloomy (as yesterday was here, in fact).
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