| Doric - DOR |
ma bruises – leuk! leuk! | Peggy | ! Yir naw hain a guid leuk ... |
| Doric - DOR |
ae tak it aff. Oh, a tell ee, | Peggy | is wis richt leeberatin gan w |
| Central - SEC |
"Losh, | Peggy | , wumman," said the ane tae th |
| Doric - DOR |
e things ye brocht in yersel, | Peggy | , it wis richt |
| Doric - MNA |
1957 an 1964 bi Ewan MacColl, | Peggy | Seeger and Charles Parker. It |
| Doric - DOR |
hes. It’s ma nerves ye ken, | Peggy | A’ll hae tae |
| Doric - DOR |
smert. Harry wis aye ....... | Peggy | .... yir nae peyin heid ta iz |
| Central - SEC |
"Och ay," said | Peggy | , "A've heard aboot him; but h |
| Central - AYR |
in Grizel, kindness frae auld | Peggy | Aird the cook, an a guid lauc |
| Doric - DOR |
nummers. Mind | Peggy | if it haid bin thirty year sy |
| Doric - DOR |
The shour wis braw mind | Peggy | , an a rowth o het watter. A c |
| Doric - ABN |
"Ah hid it fae | Peggy | Watson 'at bade across e stre |
| Doric - DOR |
Stop hain a reid face | Peggy | , ye auld limmer!! |
| Doric - DOR |
Hallo thare | Peggy | , whit lik? It’s gied tae se |
| Doric - DOR |
Scene one, in which | Peggy | gets her porridge) |
| Southern - SWE | k Aye maist folk dae! His mum | Peggy | was my dad's sister, his othe |
| Doric - DOR |
lin roond in the cheer. A ken | Peggy | , |
| Doric - DOR |
wide o the bed noo | Peggy | , it’s aw bin redd up! A de |
| Central - WCE |
ttie Cap smiled an showed her | peggy | grin, black smoke startit tae |
| Central - WCE |
A faither speirs his dauchter | Peggy | what haes becum o hir gowd. S |
| Central - SEC |
t, and aw the rest o them? Is | Peggy | MacPherson no marit yet, nor |
| Doric - DOR |
the waas. A got sic a fricht | Peggy | , ma hert lowpit |