The thread where we post in our own accent/dialect

[NeverEnoughPants]

Am no sure of dis'll tak aff, but I think dat it could be a spree.

So whit are you aa up tae daday? Am on me ony day aff i da hert o eyt days wirkin, so am no up tae muckle.

I've fucked if ah know what the fuck you've all on about me babbies.

But then me 'ome tahn sahnds lark it aughta be abart 200 miles norf lark.
I dunt live there nah, I moved abart a bit.
pop back nah u then forra visit and gerra birra snap for me batches from up the Asda lark.

Now I'm quite jealous. I have grown up without an obvious accent other than I'm from down south

Hoo man, ahs git famished an our lad is makkin uz a git big pan of panackalty fer me tea. Ah got satched earlier snagging a croggy on me marrah's femmer bike and ah fell in the beck. Went plodgin an' all. Our lad played war with uz fer being sackless but ah telt him to nick off

I always type as I speak - doing it now in fact.

It's a very interesting thread.

lushlemontart a jameating marra, or a why-aye marra?

But it will be obvious. 🤣🤣

All right my Luver. It be 'ansome betten it?

Wosson shag! Got on the Rattler with Denzil Trevithick and his maid last night and we’em rough as rats this mornin, hanging right out our arses. Goin Barnecutts now pard, do ee want a pasty ur no? Cheers n gone!

Dinna Ken what your on aboot?

To be fair, my accent only really exists when there’s stuff I have to think twice about before I speak. Let’s just say if you are out there and you discuss a former news anchor call Hoo Edwards or you have a colleague called Hugh/Huw and people think you are saying Who or Hoo then you are from where I’m from.

a don even no ow to type me aksent in ere lad its fookin grim mate wish i ad a posh one

Ayah mashed?

My accent is fucked
Down south until age 10 then moved to Lancashire.
I work taking calls from all over the country
The northerners think I'm southern and a London guy nearly cried and asked me to talk some more as "you sound just like my mum did and she was from Bolton"

I go heavy Bolton sometimes mostly around family. It's so comforting to bump into someone and they're "alreet cocker!"

My native accent is quite neutral. But I was once married to someone with a strong accent.

Me old man sez ta me, he wuz up va marke' buying frum va sarsaparilla bloke, an the bloke sez to him, ere, John, you see old bill down by Kenni'tun tube ve uvver nigh'? Car smashed inta va side uv a bus. Was horrible. He sez ta the bloke, nah mate, bu' Oi erd abou' i'. Ennyway, turns aht, va bloke in 'a car was my arn'ee''s neighbour's boy, eye on puff. Stupid gits nah go'ah go ta va magistrates for possession. Dick'ead.

Oh geeor yuh daft aputh

Woorayoo onbaht?

Av bin tabangin' but un flumuxt!

I dinna tink ders onybody day dunsna hae an accent, or dat his a 'neutral' accent. Hits lik a lok o Americans seem tae tink dae dinna hae een. Of coorse dey do! Hits joost dat it's normal tae deym.

Sappenin' divvies? Friggin' boss fred dis la!
Be arsed gettin up but me lil prin wont stay a kip so need me coffee.
Need to go tell me fella to calm down cos he's fumin wiv our Tyson cos he's been kickin off barkin for last 2 hours at our Jan next doors cat. Proper does my 'ead in tha cat, it's a bad nobhead.

My Mn translation- morning pals, excellent thread. Unfortunately I'm getting up now because DD has decided she no longer sleeps at night and I need caffeine.
DP is also exhausted as ndn's cat has been meowing at our back window annoying our ddog. The cat is a menace and whilst Tyson isn't really the name of our Ddog and just fits into the stereotype of my hometown, dp and I do sometimes genuinely call next doors cat tyson purry because he really is a noisy shit.

I'm disappointed that Mumsnetter NerrSnerr hasn't posted on this thread yet, I believe the name is from Hull's weather forecast

Dus any o yo lot want any faggots and pays for ya Tay ?
Ar needs to pull me finger aht coz it wo mek itself.

Am sound like, berd. Av yer seen ar Tez around? E woz gonna grab sum ciggies den go to ar mum's ouse.

A weel....A'm a fly Fifer. Mind you, A'm an auld wifie...the bairns nooadays dinnae ken hoo tae speak richt Scots - ower much telly an internet.

They dinnae even ken whit a dub is. Some o them dinnae even ken whit their baffies ur!

Right innit, I'm gonna go inta taan an sort meself aut some well class gold from Argos right. Bruv ya gonna be well jel, don be outta orda thou

(Before I genuinely had elocution lessons)

Hiya ducks, just spoek to me mum ont phone as ee's got a bloody mard on coz I wunna go up town tomorrer and ee dunna. Mum said dunna worry sug, dust thee want come arooond here fer yer tea duck, but then she sed wot worrit you are allergict to, I conner remember worreat is. Am piggin famished and code ( I'm nesh) so I said yer orrate, ta.

Pants, get thyzelf up to tha Big Smoke and watch Tha Book ov Mormon, old 'un!
Thee mind, it's a bit tasty and tha needs ta kip a broad mind.

Ah awfy confuse folk as ahm fae wan place but yaes they words frae inither pairt entirely!