| ianslife ( @ 2004-11-02 00:36:00 |
I'm northern, but I'm not sure about my brother and sister
That was what my little sister said about her siblings today. I thought I'd blog it because it's funny, and true; but now I have to destroy all sense of humour by explaning it. (For someone who had their own home page in 1994, I'm taking a while to get the hang of this blogging malarky.) Much as little sister remains an inomitable Yorkshirewoman, my other sister and myself have become completely absorbed into the South. I'm not sure why; we all left Leeds at 18, and came to London in the 1990s; we all went to independant schools where people spoke BBC; and yet one accent (and friendly Northern attitude) survives.
(Apart from, in my case, the occasional incongruous short vowel.)
That was what my little sister said about her siblings today. I thought I'd blog it because it's funny, and true; but now I have to destroy all sense of humour by explaning it. (For someone who had their own home page in 1994, I'm taking a while to get the hang of this blogging malarky.) Much as little sister remains an inomitable Yorkshirewoman, my other sister and myself have become completely absorbed into the South. I'm not sure why; we all left Leeds at 18, and came to London in the 1990s; we all went to independant schools where people spoke BBC; and yet one accent (and friendly Northern attitude) survives.
(Apart from, in my case, the occasional incongruous short vowel.)