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South Brent: towards Ugborough Beacon

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Yer, tis a sad day f’us all when we’m no longer aboe to unnerstan’ whut’r naeb’rrs is sayin, eem tho us speaks the saeme lenguidge, an’us’uz all borrn in th’s area. We’m losin’ ‘err lorco ‘er’tidge. Ode peopo die un’ words is lost. Babies is born an’ graws up lurnin’ the Queen’s ‘nglish frum the televis’n, which is a perfickly ‘ceptabo wae to spake, but ‘taint the way us used tuh talk ‘ere in Norrf Debm. ‘Tis a trag’dy.

Translation

It’s a sad day for us all when we are no longer able to understand what our neighbours are saying, even though we speak the same language, and were all born in this area. We are losing our local heritage. Old people die and words are lost. Babies are born and grow up learning the Queen’s English from the television, which is a perfectly acceptable way to speak, but it is not the way we used to talk here in North Devon. It’s a tragedy.

In response to WordPress Daily Prompt

Non-Regional Diction

©Jane Paterson Basil

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25 thoughts on “You asked for it, WordPress!

    1. I sometin=mes read stuff which is claimed to be written in Devon dialect, but when i read it it’s way off the mark. I tried to write it the way it is spoken, saying every word out loud before spelling it, and even then I got Devon wrong – it’s Dub’m, not Deb’m.

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    1. That surprises me.
      It makes me sad that few people speak that way these days; for example, a traditional greeting was “Here, how are you?” instead of hello, except people said it oke this “Yerr, ow be’e?” The “ow” is impossible to say correctly unless you’ve heard it. The “w” is somehow combined with a “y” sound as in “young.” It can’t be written correctly.
      I’m rambling…

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        1. That could be, er, useful…
          You could mutter insults at people and they wouldn’t understand you. Or you could shout it at the top of your voice on public transport and people would think you were crazy and sit well clear of you. But you wouldn’t like that….

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  1. I’m wiv you mate. even if I am a cockney from Befnal Green. East London. Ain’t been to north deveon, only Sarf, but it’s all west country I supposed. corse I am a bit better wiv the sommerset stuff, where the cyder comes from.

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    1. I emp bin tuh Befnoh Green neever, but I been tuh Lon’n. Int that where the Queen lives or summin? Souf Deb’m int the same uz ‘tiz ‘ere. They’m all furriners, like Conewoll ‘n them places.’n as fuh zider, why don’ ee come un try ourrs? Tis bleddy taesty, ‘n kicks lack a mool.
      It’s tiring writing in a local dialect, isn’t it?
      (lack a mool – like a mule)

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  2. Similarities with Brizzle, I’d say. I remember early on someone saying to me ‘Where’s it to?’ / ‘Where’s he to?’ and I had to ask them what they meant. It just means ‘where is it?’ ‘Where is he?’. Love a dialect, but yes they’re dying. In Suffolk where my brother lives, the old people speak with a very strong ‘country’ accent, whereas the younger people speak more Essex, which they’re quite close to. A shame.

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      1. Yes, it’s a tricky one. Sometimes a thick Brizzle sounds a bit … uneducated. A tendency to say ‘were’ when it should be ‘was’ etc. Difficult to maintain a balance between sounding resonably intelligent and not losing the dialect completely

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          1. Yes, true. The problem with having a strong regional accent – any strong regional accent – is that it can colour the way people think about you. They make judgements about your IQ and abilities – not fair, but true. Salt of the earth is a good expression – any idea where it came from?

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