Originally Posted by Oleg
That's more anti-northern. If it's a middle class part of outer London, the kids will all talk like Ali G innit (as a Harrow on the Hill resident, I can speak with some authority). Only the terminally insane and inbred worry: the children of the aristocracy are not swanning around the home counties in tweeds. They seem to be stomping around inner London trying to sound cockney (though the current goverment and associated entourage (Dylan Jones - you are a pr*ck!) seems to be making it acceptable to be posh again).
My accent's stuck between the Thames Estuary and the Clyde so there's nae hope fae me, ma auld Chinas, ye ken like.
I loved the diversity of accents while living in Ol' Blighty (especially West Country accents - fantastic!) but was slightly dismayed that the locals did not share my enthusiasm, especially concerning northern accents. I am reminded of an amusing Catherine Tate skit where an upper-middle class family are aghast that the agency sent them a nanny with a north English accent. They literally run for cover.
I don't think it's just an anti-northern sentiment - how do you explain the elocution lessons, which I referred to in an earlier post?