Beer, Baccy & Bovril!
You can take the boy out of Sunderland . . .
but you can't take Sunderland out of the boy. Happy days then - and very happy days now!
It was mentioned by one of our distant fans on the Haway The Podcast episode from the International Fans’ Day, that when you’re an ‘exile’, you often don’t have anyone to chat with ‘all things Sunderland’. There could be some exciting game to discuss, or a massive moan that you need to get off your chest – but unlike local fans, we have no one to turn to. Thank goodness for podcasts!
Being an exile in Worcestershire, I certainly know the feeling. My ears are also on constant high alert for a north-east accent that I can relate to or chat to. So it was last week, when I was sitting in a doctor’s waiting room, and heard an elderly chap talking to the receptionist.
As he sat down, I went to sit beside him (the kind of mad, desperate thing I do since moving south over two decades ago). ‘Excuse me,’ I said, ‘and I might be way off the mark, but is that a Wearside accent I detect? ‘ The guy looked at me and pointed a finger straight in my face.
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