It is just the actor's fakey wakey 'Nurthern axsent'. Designed to reassure with its frozen Yorkshire pudding sincerity like what tea bags do 'proper' like. Whippets and moorland and cobbled streets lined with Bronte sisters and paved with Hovis and clogs. In reality it is BT moving its spare 'packet' capacity from its main servers to local ones. Harmless fun.