You all sound the same to the rest of us
A cor stondeht! Amya saft?
Avalissen why dowya?:
Brummies am slow an sing-song en theh? Butchowkonunderstondem corya?
Naew …. yowovalissen to our aunteh illery frum Colley Gate – ‘er aewun kids dow naew worrez sayin! Erz like a glade under a dowah. Er spakes quickan’er diaerlekt is bostin.
Funny growing up in the Black Country, the rate of diction and depth of dialect often changed from town to town, sometimes (perceptibly) from street to street.
Brierley Bonk, ferinstance: