MOST natives of any large industrial English city or town will honour the pronunciation of their birthplace with some degree of accuracy and pride.
However, it seems the majority of people who claim to be Hull born and bred have no such inclination.
Please don't get me wrong, I am proud to hail from Hull and make no secret of it.
But perhaps I would be even more proud if the rest of the city's population could extend that pride to a more faithful and authentic enunciation of our city's title.
Perhaps there is some inbuilt and nascent resentment in us towards the Crown and the bullish British aristocracy that inhibits us from even mentioning the "King" in Kingston-upon-Hull.
As for the middle prefix, for all we know it may have been gobbled up by the Humber estuary, or even blown back into our voice boxes by the racy winds that blow in from the sea so often with that familiar icy snap.
Of course, the name of our city has been taken from the River Hull, that winding mass of muddy sloppy liquid that empties itself into the slightly purer and rapidly flowing waterway, the Humber estuary.
But why do most people go and simply drop the capital "H" and reduce the title to a solitary 'Ull, the exact origin of which eludes me.
If I were pressed to guess, I would say it sounds suspiciously Nordic.
Could it be that our dear city's name is one of the more permanent Viking legacies?
Perhaps as our Nordic brethren were wading back out to sea to board their vessels anchored offshore, and bearing aloft their weighty spoils of war, they were given to cringing and crying out as the chilly waters of the Humber permeated.
Perhaps at that moment they were inspired to shriek out in their medieval middle-Viking dialect something like, "if home feels like Heaven, then this sure feels like 'Ull!" Or something very similar.
Then once back on familiar terra firma, they may have even longed for the flat plains of what is today the East Riding.
It may have seemed warmer and more hospitable to the Viking warriors by comparison with their own frosty homesteads, blighted with biting winds, gails and snowstorms.
Although I'm no philologist and have no great understanding of the evolution of names, it is plain to see with the passing of time how human experience shapes the future and can have a decisive influence over our cultural inheritance.
But regardless of the origins of our city, whatever they are, and regardless of how television pundits put down our city, it should not dampen or mitigate our pride for our city of birth.
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