The Further Adventures of My Ridiculous Accent

He got up to leave, thanking me for seeing him and brushing off my apologies about the wait.

He said: “And before I go, Doctor, whereabouts in Northern Ireland is that lovely accent of yours from?”

“Newcastle upon Tyne,” said I, with a straight face.

He frowned. “I don’t think I’ve heard of it,” he admitted. “Where is that in relation to Belfast?”

“Far side of the Irish Sea,” I said. “The one next to Hadrian’s Wall.”



  1. Heee! And yet, I’ve heard someone else with that accent, D. and I both looked at each other and shrieked (quietly) “Beth!” So, it’s not ridiculous, it’s a selective accent.

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