| Orkney - ORK |
| Hazel | Parkins |
| Central - LAL |
| Hazel | stands next tae sing 'Hail Qu |
| Central - WCE |
hick throw wrapped aroon her, | Hazel | micht faw asleep afore this e |
| Central - LAL |
Ma neighbour, | Hazel | , is sittin beside Cathy. By t |
| Central - WCE |
nd cursin the murky shaddaes, | Hazel | found hersel at a white metal |
| Doric - DOR |
come past the bloomin thing". | Hazel | thocht for a |
| Doric - DOR |
ken doon, noo dinna be daft". | Hazel | jist ignored him, went aheid |
| Central - WCE |
e its way through the windae. | Hazel | wis surrounded in piles ae em |
| Central - WCE |
she wis soaked tae the bone. | Hazel | hadnae noticed just how tall |
| Central - WCE |
be let intae the warm hoose. | Hazel | contemplated the blank page a |
| Central - WCE |
nicht, dear, it’s bad luck. | Hazel | swore her nan made up her ain |
| Doric - DOR |
re swarmin roon the auld car. | Hazel | asks Alexander |
| Central - WCE |
ing warmth pranced aboot her. | Hazel | hud lang forgotten that her h |
| Central - WCE |
nal twitch ae a grey whisker. | Hazel | hud tried tae ignore what she |
| Central - WCE |
uldnae take no fir an answer. | Hazel | wis pure ragin. She wis missi |
| Central - WCE |
ain and the chill in the air. | Hazel | couldnae believe how late she |
| Central - LAL |
ned birds, ilka ane hauldin a | hazel | brainch |
| Central - AYR |
he wis auld eneuch tae grup a | hazel | wand, his first job as a wee |
| Central - AYR |
panie, as he whittlt awa at a | hazel | wand an she spun the first o |
| Doric - DOR |
is is Sunday," said a puzzled | Hazel | . "Fit Sunday, |
| Doric - DOR |
tae his beloved | Hazel | (she's a bit nutty) "Na na Al |
| Central - WCE |
Poor wee | Hazel | , she really wis the unluckies |
| Central - WCE |
That wis wee | Hazel | of course, the unluckiest las |
| Doric - MNA |
in his great roch hauns, the | hazel | lowpit. Syne the twig pulled |
| Doric - MNA |
oot. He'd let Minnie haud the | hazel | fork the day he'd fand it. In |
| Central - AYR |
troots cuid be temptit wi the | hazel | wand an worm. Efter the lambi |
| Doric - MNA |
Gin ye'll lat me dowp on the | hazel | tree |
| Doric - MNA |
he cocked on the branch o the | hazel | tree. |
| Central - SWE |
o soople | hazel | wands, lashed |
| Doric - DOR |
op for the bobbies. Of course | Hazel | an Alexander Holmes hid |
| Central - LAL |
whustlin cruel cut o his lang | hazel | stick, the barefuit halflin l |
| Central - AYR |
uif-trees, an sauch busses an | hazel | wands tae weave an bind the r |
| Central - WCE |
. She hud been dozin aff when | Hazel | first opened the door. Droopy |
| Doric - MNA |
ack, wi naething bit a fork o | hazel | atween his hauns tae pynt it |
| Central - SEC |
in upon his hurdies the oil o | hazel | ; but neither by priggin nor p |
| Central - WCE |
And jist as if she could hear | Hazel | ’s thoughts, the birk lady w |
| Doric - DOR |
Five minutes efter | Hazel | phonin, the place wis swarmin |
| Central - LAL | othes Hall, Glenrothes, whaur | Hazel | Darwin-Clements brings The |
| Central - LAL |
woollen hat, Maw's neighbour | Hazel | is strugglin tae drag hur sho |
| Doric - DOR |
Sunday mornin. As | Hazel | watched Alexander Holmes tryi |
| Central - WCE |
trees creaked and groaned as | Hazel | hurled hersel doon the wimpli |
| Central - GLA |
He’s lookin at me, his | hazel | eyes still boayish but at the |
| Southern - SEA |
– her favourite airt wi its | hazel | an birk. She’d seen the Lai |
| Central - AYR |
an shairn, or whittled awa at | hazel | sticks, makin cruiks that he |
| Central - WCE |
hymes. It wis aboot time that | Hazel | sent them aff tae bed. She fo |
| Doric - DOR |
ey sat aitin their breakfast | Hazel | asks." Did you see yon auld c |
| Central - WCE |
At best | Hazel | wis a wee bit shaken, at wors |
| Central - WCE |
a swoosh o silk and fur. Now | Hazel | wisnae a thief or anyhin, but |