Now many moons ago I promised you all a lesson in how to speak English like a Bristolian. Now if you'll bear with me, we'll begin our first lesson shall we?
Now children if you'll all sit down please. Jackie what do you think you're doing with that lollipop? It won't have the flavour it had when you bought it from the shop.
The first thing to remember about Bristolian is that it is essentially a rural accent, though Bristol itself is very much a lively urban arena for such things as professional vomiting championships and the like.
Quite simply, the vowels are flat, and the ends of words tend to get chopped off. For instance, anything ending in an 'a' has an 'l' sound at the end. Basically we don't open our gobs properly when it comes to the end of the word. I have a short story by way of illustration.
There once was a merchant in the fine city of Bristol. And this merchant had 3 daughters: Eva, Ida and Norma. Or as we call them down here, are Evil, are Idle and are Normal.
*Note: 'are' is the Bristolian way of saying 'our', and refers to someone who is, or is thought of as, family.
Now as your homework children I would like you to apply the principles displayed in the above story in your everyday life. For instance, you could listen to Abbal, open a windal, push a wheelbarral or play Sweet Home Alabamal.
Until the next lesson, roll a fatty boombatty, take it easy and class dismissed.
Now children if you'll all sit down please. Jackie what do you think you're doing with that lollipop? It won't have the flavour it had when you bought it from the shop.
The first thing to remember about Bristolian is that it is essentially a rural accent, though Bristol itself is very much a lively urban arena for such things as professional vomiting championships and the like.
Quite simply, the vowels are flat, and the ends of words tend to get chopped off. For instance, anything ending in an 'a' has an 'l' sound at the end. Basically we don't open our gobs properly when it comes to the end of the word. I have a short story by way of illustration.
There once was a merchant in the fine city of Bristol. And this merchant had 3 daughters: Eva, Ida and Norma. Or as we call them down here, are Evil, are Idle and are Normal.
*Note: 'are' is the Bristolian way of saying 'our', and refers to someone who is, or is thought of as, family.
Now as your homework children I would like you to apply the principles displayed in the above story in your everyday life. For instance, you could listen to Abbal, open a windal, push a wheelbarral or play Sweet Home Alabamal.
Until the next lesson, roll a fatty boombatty, take it easy and class dismissed.
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*pouts*
Do you know, I can't think of a crying word that ends in a vowel to apply the homework, too? Must be why I didn't finish high school. Hmmmm.