I am Northern working class.
Mum left school at 15.
Dad went to day release to get an education, worked as a skilled engineer.
I was academically able, just like both my parents. Different generation, different times meant I stayed at school! did well in A levels, went to Oxford, got a great degree and work in a high flying world. Travel all over the world for work, make presentations in from of hundreds of people, manage a large team.
I somewhat consciously and somewhat unconsciously rubbed off the edges of my Northern vowels. Abandoned the obvious. Northern vocab long ago.
But how delighted does it make me feel when I read the myriad MN threads about how horrid it is to hear someone say "toilet" and "pardon" and "settee" and "lounge"? Then I realize that people do look down on me and my parents and that all the polishing of my accent in the world will not change the fact that when I say the words of my youth, the words my family of course still use, half the population, and the half that considers itself a cut above the rest, no less, cringes inwardly?
Until that changes, Gove has a point. Sadly. Very sadly.