Hey my wife's aunt lives in Old Cantley.

Was told my East Yorkshire accent was 'cute' which is not a word I'd use to describe it but there you go.

Hi Biiba, we are just outside Donny, shame on you for not knowing they were at Wembley tomorrow. We've just got back from there after watching our beloved Hull City make it to the Premier League. Mixed emotions now, the closing date for our new house in Barrie, Ontario is due at the same time City will be kicking of their first ever Premier League season.

We moved to Calgary two years ago and many people that hear my accent ask if i'm from Australia (I am from Devon!).

I found that my biggest problem of being understood was at a drive through (normally good old Tim Hortons) and speaking to the server via a speaker!! I am often asked to drive on to the window so that I can place my order face to face!

I found that it is not just the accent, but also the difference in language. For instance, trainers (runners), trousers (pants), pullover (sweater), fringe (bangs), full stop (period), boot (trunk), bonnet (hood), etc etc. you do soon get used to this though.

We absolutely love it here and have a fantastic quality of life and good luck to those that are thinking of making the move to this great country.

Wallace don't forget Tim Hortons has a language all by itself took me age's to figure out what an EXTRA LARGE DOUBLE DOUBLE was! Dont forget the words for gas (petrol) toonie and loonie LOL

Most people here in Toronto love my English accent - they seem to think I know what Im talking about! If only they knew!

I will make sure I never lose my Reading, Berkshire Accent!

I'm originally from West Lothian, Scotland and have a broad Edinburgh/ east coast accent ( think Sean Connery!) although my family and friends have said my accent has softened being away from home. Here in Holland most people, Dutch and English, think I'm Irish!

It will be interesting to see what the Canadians make of it.

that's a lovely village!

I know I deserve all I get - hubby is shaking his head in disgust as we speak

I have friends in Wiseton and Walkeringham - not too far away from you!

Congratulations on getting into the Premier League!!! Fantastic news on the house too....

My Received Pronounciation goes down a storm although it can be frustrating to realise that at times people are listening to how I'm saying something rather than what I'm saying. My colleagues also get a kick out of my entirely natural lapse into Newfoundland vernacular at times but in an English accent.

And yes, like Bazzz, I'm sure that if I wasn't happily married, my accent would definately help in getting some action.

Ha ha, I'm a wurzle too! (I'm from deepest Swindon). I often rant at people who tell me I'm Australian.

As I live in a town that is heavily populated with immigrants from Britain, Holland, Germany, Italy, eastern Europe etc, everyone has an accent. Most of them started arriving in the fifties onwards. None of them seem to have lost their respective accents, so it surprises me when Canadian-born individuals state "oh you'll soon lose that accent". Why?!? I arrived here age 30. I'm a bit long in the tooth to suddenly change. Also, if you live with someone from the same culture (Swindon!) then you'll probably talk the same always.

I have one client from England who left in 1926. She regales me with stories of playing tennis with the bishop when he came for tea (very Brideshead Revisited). She was born in 1910 (still driving and works 2 days a week in a charity shop). She could cut glass with her English accent. It's the most proper form of BBC received pronunciation, before there was even a BBC!

So, it seems that most Canadians delight in telling you that you'll change. I respond by excessively using over-English phrases such as:

"He's just popped out for a fag"
"Blow that for a game of soldiers"
"I'll give you a tinkle"
"You're a bit mutt and jeff"

Sarah

I experience exactly the same thing! I am hoping that the silence at the other end of the line is due to the latter.

No Im not South African\Australian or a Kiwi......!

Ive been here 6 years in Toronto - 37 now and still haven't lost my wonderful Queens English...........I use these phrases -

"where is the bog?"
"give me a fag" - last time they sent me down to the gay district in Toronto
"you plonker"
"where is my mobile" - I get sent to a toy shop go and figure!
"I need some Anneka Rice"

Got to agree with the, erm, fringe benefits *potential* of an english accent.

But, it helps a lot at work as well, especially if you know what you are talking about anyway... Interestingly, you have an excuse for being ignorant of local issues. Being a Brit is a really good ice-breaker, and you can get delicate subjects out of the way by pretending not to realise that they might be delicate.

You can play it the other way, too. As a lost and helpless Brit, though, you have an instant excuse for being late to meetings (who would expect you to know where the room / building / town was?). Shop sales staff go out of their way to help (flirt?) Even airline check in staff suddenly become helpful. Very odd!

On my whimsical days, I toy with getting a three-piece suit, bowler hat and umbrella. Just to go the absolute whole hog.

John Steed would have nothing on me, oh no …

I know what you mean about never losing your accent, that is as an adult though. As I said Calgary (well just outside of Calgary in Okotoks) has been home for two years. My eldest son who is 7 years of age now says things like, "thats awesome dude", oh man that sucks" etc etc. It is amazing how quickly children adapt to their new lives in Canada. My kids both compete in baseball two evenings a week and they were looking for parents to help out. Of course I volunteered and suddenly found myself in the position of assistant coachso had to take a crash course in the rules of baseball. I thoroughly enjoy it though

My wife lived with an English family when she went to university. They came as retired adults and as far as I could tell, never lost their accent (or gained a Canadian one).

However whenever they went back for a visit, their friends told them how they sounded Canadian.

Something must've rubbed off.