Blimey.
Well, thank you, Foxy Chick! What a nice thing to say! I’m really flattered by that!
And yes, of course it’s an act. I think you’d need to be a bit dim, to think I’m incapable of using ‘correct’ English!
I do enjoy playing around a bit, with words. My favourite poem is Jabberwocky. I don’t think anyone could accuse Lewis Carrol of lacking language skills! I love colloquialisms, and dialectical differences. I once had a fascinating chat with the actress/comedienne Josey Lawrence, about how different regional accents are perceived, and the stereotyping that goes with this (thieving Scousers, Drunken Scotsmen, thick Brummies/Irishmen, devious Cockneys, etc).
I think it’s very important, to master the language that you speak. I do find bad grammar annoying, as it shows that some people have been taught badly/been too lazy to learn.
People should play around with language. I like slang, although I really, really hate txt spk, and the laziness of some young people, in their use of language. I find some of their ‘street’ slang quite funny, and sometimes just a bit cringeworthy. But it’s good that people can express their own identity in the way they communicate. That’s why I butcher words.
Oh, and I know it really, really annoys some people. Just makes me want to do it even more.
Watch this: Oi, Barnes, what dijical cam you go then, mate?
Bless Juan; he’s very proudly ‘French’, but he makes a real effort, to understand our language. He’s a very intelligent lad, too, and it’s pissed me off a few times, when people have sneered at him, for his use of English. At least he’s trying. Good luck to him.