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Euphamisms, slang, just general speech patterns: every locale has them. I'm writing a scene that takes place in Strathyre between a local driving a car and a truck driver (maybe from York or whatever), and I'd like the dialog to sound authentic.
Shall we "give it a go" as they say?
Here's my yank attempt at local (modern) UK dialog:
[FONT=Courier New, monospace]Sharon and Heather grabbed their backpacks and hopped out. They turned together and helped Diana down, Diana's long peasant dress flowing as she hopped off. [/FONT]
[FONT=Courier New, monospace]"Oy! You're not supposed to ride in the back of lorries," the man in the car yelled as he got out, pointing at the girls and wagging an accusing finger. His lumbering gait and grey hair might have been charming if he'd been smiling.[/FONT]
[FONT=Courier New, monospace]The truck driver joined them, his hands stuffed in jacket pockets. "What's all this, then?"[/FONT]
[FONT=Courier New, monospace]"These lasses were stowed in your bin there, like it was some sort of caravan."[/FONT]
[FONT=Courier New, monospace]The driver looked at the girls. "Is that so? What are you girls on about? How did you get in there?"[/FONT]
[FONT=Courier New, monospace]The Jaguar pulled up behind them, and Diana spoke as Edward and Charlene Vaughn got out of their car. "We were just having a bit of harmless fun. Look! Our parents are here now."[/FONT]
[FONT=Courier New, monospace]Everyone turned to watch the couple approach.[/FONT]
[FONT=Courier New, monospace]"You there! Are these your girls?" The driver of the truck called.[/FONT]
[FONT=Courier New, monospace]"You needn't worry about them, Sir," Edward said, a smile on his face. "They were merely engaging in a bit of harmless fun."[/FONT]
Shall we "give it a go" as they say?
Here's my yank attempt at local (modern) UK dialog:
[FONT=Courier New, monospace]Sharon and Heather grabbed their backpacks and hopped out. They turned together and helped Diana down, Diana's long peasant dress flowing as she hopped off. [/FONT]
[FONT=Courier New, monospace]"Oy! You're not supposed to ride in the back of lorries," the man in the car yelled as he got out, pointing at the girls and wagging an accusing finger. His lumbering gait and grey hair might have been charming if he'd been smiling.[/FONT]
[FONT=Courier New, monospace]The truck driver joined them, his hands stuffed in jacket pockets. "What's all this, then?"[/FONT]
[FONT=Courier New, monospace]"These lasses were stowed in your bin there, like it was some sort of caravan."[/FONT]
[FONT=Courier New, monospace]The driver looked at the girls. "Is that so? What are you girls on about? How did you get in there?"[/FONT]
[FONT=Courier New, monospace]The Jaguar pulled up behind them, and Diana spoke as Edward and Charlene Vaughn got out of their car. "We were just having a bit of harmless fun. Look! Our parents are here now."[/FONT]
[FONT=Courier New, monospace]Everyone turned to watch the couple approach.[/FONT]
[FONT=Courier New, monospace]"You there! Are these your girls?" The driver of the truck called.[/FONT]
[FONT=Courier New, monospace]"You needn't worry about them, Sir," Edward said, a smile on his face. "They were merely engaging in a bit of harmless fun."[/FONT]