Death of a dialect, survival of a language

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  • Опубліковано 26 лис 2024

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  • @olwens1368
    @olwens1368 Рік тому +1

    Reminds me of visiting my grandparents in Morpeth. My father came from the town but had been away for a decade, meeting my Welsh mother. When we went to stay with Granny and Grandpa they would lessen their accent quite appreciably, I suppose to make it 'easier' for my Mother (& me probably). But when Granny took me shopping and we met one of her old friends she would rapidly drop back into really thick dialect. I thought it was WONDERFUL and used to lap it up. Told people Grannies were both clever- one spoke English and Welsh, the other spoke English & Geordie. Still (half a century and more later) love to hear the broad Geordie.

  • @msjr1991safc
    @msjr1991safc 3 роки тому

    I love this video. My grandfather was a miner and spoke pitmatic. I used to love spending time at his house learning about family stories and tales from time gone by. So much so that I started to use pitmatic phrases! Needless to say, my mother stopped me from an early age but I still carry my fond memories!

  • @twangbarfly
    @twangbarfly 8 років тому +3

    Great stuff - love it!

  • @tomwilkinson392
    @tomwilkinson392 5 місяців тому

    That’s Ray Reid, son of Fred. I don’t know if he’s still alive,as he’ll be in his nineties now.