Dialect – one sentence

[2ndchance]

Okay, here goes. One sentence from your neck-o-the-woods, with a translation please. Peter G had a good one and it got me finkin’.

‘Oh pal, nice mota’ wha’dat’ set ya’ back? Come-on, owe’ much bees&honey did you shell out fa’ that?’

Hello my friend, lovely car, did you pay much for it? Please tell me, how much money did you pay for that?

Cockney if ya’ ain’t guessed.

BTW, you guys over the pond, be soo interested in yours too...

Steve

 

[dustinzgirl]

This, I think can go into the workshop, since its workshoppy? Hmm...OK well I'm going to put it in the workshop.

 

[2ndchance]

Dust' you do keep me on my toes, I try to second guess you and dear Teresa, everytime I get it wrong. I know, get used to it, I'm a man...

And whats yours from the land of Awesome? Sentance that is...

 

[dustinzgirl]

Its OK we don't mind, It exercises our moderator fingers!

Basically:

Critiques is for works that you want someone to read and respond to that you originally wrote.

Workshop is for games or exercises that are related to writing to help us all be better thinkers and writers.

Writer's Resources is for resources, including software or agents or books or classes or contests or publishers that can help writers get to their final goals in writing.

Aspiring Writers is a general area for basically any discussion that doesn't fit any of these areas.

 

[2ndchance]

Dustinzgirl,

Is that your sentence? he-he and have you seen my keys, coz someone has moved them...

I do know, but I just thought this might be fun, well it started life that way, in my head lol...

Steve

 

[Pyan]

Cumbrian dialect..

"Ivver sin a cuddy lowp a yat? If tha hast, t'were a gey lish cuddy, or a gey la'al yat..."

Have you ever seen a donkey jump over a gate? If you have, it was either a very agile donkey, or a very small gate...

 

[2ndchance]

Love that one pyan

 

[dustinzgirl]

Northwestern Americans don't have accents or dialects. We all speak perfect American. 'Cept for some of the people in the backwoods, they talk a bit differently, but I don't know how to write that out, its more a sound and dropping of half of the words than anything else.

 

[Culhwch]

First Australian: *barely perceptible nod*

Second Australian: *barely perceptible nod*

Translation:

FA: Greetings, good sir. And how are you on this fine and wonderful day?

SA: Just fine, my good friend, just fine, and by your eloquent use of body language I assume that you, too, are fine on this fine and wonderful day, which negates my need to ask.

Of course, there's a lot more subtlety to this than can be expressed in mere words, but you get the general idea...

 

[dustinzgirl]

LOL Cull.

 

[Teresa Edgerton]

I don't think we have a West Coast dialect, because people move here from all over the States and bring their words with them. So we're just a mishmash of all sorts of Americanisms -- sort of hard to pin us down. Well, I guess the kids have their own verbal mannerisms, if you can call them that. But our native accent (for those of us who actually are natives of the area), is probably more of slight twang than anything you could write out.

We do have, like, you know, verbal tics, though. We meet someone and we go, "Hi." And they go, like, "Dude. Who you calling high?" That's about it.

 

[2ndchance]

Oh this is funny...

I asked my son who is at university in Newcastle (UK) for a geordie expression and he gave me:

Eeganaganwiwu?
Would you like to come with us?

He’s a reet heed-the-baall
He’s mad as a hatter

Yedivvenhattee
You don’t have to

Steve, I am not even going to try to put those in a sentence.

 

[Peter Graham]

More Cumbrian, I'm afraid:-

"Ista layk a grand dee?
Tha's proper fit, anyhooze
It's a bit rough oot, mind
And it's fair pissin' doon agin"

This is a more or less literal Westmorland translation of:-

"Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
Thou art more beautiful and more temperate
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May
And summer's lease hath all too short a date."

Come on, everyone else - it'll be Cumbria v The Rest of the World, at this rate!

Regards,

Peter

 

[2ndchance]

Peter, ol' chap (a term used loosely) are you sure this is english and not someother language, perhaps marsion? I gotta say it's making me laugh and your intial entry actually created this thread.

BTW I am trying to contact my aunt in, err where was it, oh yeah, cornwall, evidently that's in England too, he-he. It's a joke, it's a joke, oh damn, sorry. Thinking here I got a long lost sister-in-law way up in Brora, NE Scotland. he-he

 

[2ndchance]

Like the Australian entry of olympic proportion:

A souf' Londoner to a cockney from the east end.

souf' nods once..

east nods back so far it breaks souf's nose.....

 

[iansales]

From Yorkshire: thadberrerlerrergerritersen

(You had better let her get it herself)

 

[Precise Calibre]

I tend to think that most of my "dialect" tendencies come from my exposure to the internet. For example, playing online games has created a lot of slang words which one might find one's self using in daily conversations.

"Man did you see that guy peel outta the lot? He woulda gotten vaped if that truck hadn't slammed on his brakes. Talk about getting one-shotted..."

"Did you witness the car pull out of the parking lot with excessive haste? It would have sustained massive damage (implying complete destruction) if the truck had not used its brakes at the last second. A good example of being destroyed in one action."

 

[Sephiroth]

Dundonian:


(Man walks into baker's...)

"Ahriyte chief? Geez twaa plehn briydeez ananinginaneana'."

"Good day, sir. May I have two of those plain bridies [a sort of mince pasty] and an onion one, as well?"



(Two men standing over a table littered with crumbs...)

"Here, whaazzawawee thon ingin briydee?"

"Eh dinna ken, how?"

"Eh, dingaez, thurz crumbs a' ouwwer yir mooth."

"Ahriyte, eh eh' i' a'. I' wiz pyoor teckle."

"Yir lucky eh'm no yir faithir, urrad tak ma hand aff yir dowp, yi greedy b*****d!"

"I say, who took that onion bridie that was sitting there a moment ago?"

"I don't know. Why?"

"I don't believe you. You're lying. You have crumbs all over your mouth."

"Okay, I admit it. I ate it all. It was exceedingly good."

"You're lucky I'm not your father, or I would smack your bottom good and proper, you glutton!"

 

[Culhwch]

The Queen's English, indeed.

 

[Dave]

You'll probably like these then:
http://www.sffchronicles.co.uk/forum/17462-mis-why-do-klingons-have-lumpy-heads-drabble.html

The same Drabble 'Why do Klingons have lumpy heads" translated into various accents.