Bitching Brontes (or the Haworth Harridans.)

This sketch misrepresents Yorkshire’s holy trinity quite disgracefully, but it happens to be seriously funny. It also demonstrates the difference between the Yorkshire lass and the Essex girl. Yorkshire lasses never attempt to educe any impression of style. Such an affectation is strictly for wimps and southerners, which two categories are synonymous to anybody raised in the shadow of the Dark Peak.

Americans might need to watch it more than once, since expressions like “get lathered and lose it to a cow ’and” might take a little working out. And I’ve no idea where the depressed black woman fits in. Do persevere.