Now I’ve posted in the Nottingham dialect a couple of times, normally with the intention of trying to make Libertarian’s brain explode. Hey, if he can post using words I don’t understand then it’s only fair that I do the same.
Anyway, today I found an online guide to Nottinghamese.
Here is everything you’ll need to get yourself speaking like a native.
And on this page, you can even download a couple of .Wav files so you can hear the dialect too.
I have enough difficulty speaking English London style - i don’t even want to contemplate speaking it northern style (although i’ll add that i love spending time camping up in your part of the country - the people are great even if they do speak funny)
It’s odd here in the Midlands (the part I live in anyway); Folk from the North regard us as Southerners and folk from the South regard us as Northerners. ::sigh:: Up here, we tend to think of ourselves as being Northern - Just not as Northern as some other places.
Nar midducks, shurrup abaht where Nottinum iz an start taukin’ proppah like wot widuzz upere. Dunt maykuz afta batyertabolz fer bein leereh.
Thanks for the link, Kal. I’ve just realized how many wierd dialects I’ve been exposed to during my life.
First, there’s my own dear Father’s Lancashire dialect. Actually, I think I’ll have to e-mail him this site. I distinctly remember being called a “piecan” when I was a kid; I just never worked out what it meant.
Then there’s the city I’ve spen most of my life, Pittsburgh with it’s own Pittsburghese. So, how baht I meet yunz guys at Primanti Brothers after the Stillers whale the tar aht a the Titans?
Then, of course, there’s Hawaii, home of beautiful beaches, gorgeous mountains, and Pidgin which I still think evolved as a way to keep the tourists from finding out what the locals were really talking about. You’ve got to love a dialect which combines English, Hawaiian, Japanese, Chinese, Tagalog, Portuguese, and just about anything else handy so that “Da nene stay nene” makes perfect sense, not that you’d use it much and “He went da kine!” could mean the result was anything from a marriage proposal to assault, battery, and a few things you’d rather not know about. My favorite real life band name is still “Willy and Da Kine”, a group I saw performing at Ala Moana Center not long after I arrived there.
Finally, there’s the year I spent in Kobe, Japan, where Kansaiben is apparently the Japanese equivalent of Pittburghese, demo Kansaiben wakarahen!
Wakefield probably has a stronger claim in this regard(there is one person recorded in court records by that name), but that does not stop RH from causing havoc further south
In all likelhood there was probably more than one person of that name, or it might have even been a generic term at one time to describe an outlaw in the way Joe Bloggs is used today to mean an ordinary man. http://www.webspan.net/~amunno/rhreal.html
