I remember the first time I realised that people had different accents: I was about 8 or 9 and on a family holiday in England. I had to get a new pair of shoes. The lady in the shop was very nice and as we completed our purchase she said “Now, I hope that you will enjoy wearing those at home in Ireland”. I was astonished and said “how did you know I was Irish?”. There was general laughter. I was baffled. What was so funny about that?
This thought occurs as it struck me this morning that when she grows up the Princess will have a Dublin accent. I suppose it could be worse.
Anyway, tomorrow we’re off to Dublin for the week to work on her accent so there will probably be no blogging until June 6 when we get back.
Have a good week.
on 29 May 2004 at 19:46
Have a nice break – though I really hope you can fight off the Dublin accent – send her to your parents every summer or something. Poor kid.
on 02 June 2004 at 15:17
I’ve got a real ‘thing’ about this. I do not want Ezra to speak with a south london accent. I am a yorkshire lass and I think Ez should get himself a good strong yorkie brogue.
Have a great time in Dublin x 
on 07 June 2004 at 16:07
Thank you, thank you. Had a lovely time. A rather boring account has been posted. Have you noticed the way that the more fun you have the less interesting it is to write about.