It does depend on where you live.

I was born in London some six months before the end of WWII. I emigrated to Australia in 1968 and quickly put on a rather poor Aussie accent as within a few days I had a sales job with ICI’s Inorganic Division in Sydney.

Much later on in my life I met a fellow English woman in Mexico. Jean was also born in London! I left England in 2008 and went to live with Jean. In 2010 we moved to the USA, to Payson in Arizona, and were married. In 2012 we moved to our present home in Merlin, Oregon, just a few miles from Grants Pass.

Here in Oregon people never get tired of saying: “I just love your accent!” I am more English than ever before!

I grew up in Alabama and ditched the accent even before high school. I have tape recordings I made of myself growing up, and I cringe when I listen to them. Maybe it helped that I watched too much television or more likely that my father was from Brooklyn and my mother The Bronx. Don't ask how they ended up there. It's a long story, but they were actually happy. I personally don't think it's a bad place to live. You should have heard the way my mother said y'all. You would have cracked up. Accents can be fluid in some people. When I went to college in Massachusetts, no one suspected that I was from the South. Others from the South going to my school had their hard core southern accents intact. If I moved back to the South, I believe I could revert to a convincing southern accent. It's wired somewhere in my brain.

Here is a BBC article that looks at how the Queen's accent changed over time.

https://www.bbc.com/future/article/20220915-what-the-queens-english-told-us-about-a-changing-world

I was having breakfast in my hotel over the weekend, and a woman sat down opposite another woman at my table. They immediately began talking up a storm. That went on for several minutes until one of them said, "Oh, my name's Susan." The other one said, "I'm Joan." I thought that was hysterical! They didn't even know each other, yet they were talking like old friends. When I sat down at the table, there was a man next to me. We ate in silence, and he got up and left.

One of the women had a very familiar accent, so I asked, "Are you from New York?"
"Yes. How did you know?"
"I can pick out that accent from across the room. Long Island?"
"Yes! I used to live on Long Island and work in Manhattan."

It's always nice to hear a familiar voice when I am away. What's ironic is that I don't have that accent, although I was born in Brooklyn and spent my growing-up years on Long Island. When I worked in a supermarket during high school, people thought I came from England or Ireland.

Continuing - that woman lives about ten miles from me. The woman she was talking to lives fifteen miles in the other direction. A third woman used to live a few houses down the road from me. Yes, it's a small world.