| Orkney - ORK |
| Cherlie | |
| Central - SEC |
t wis juist a bit joke, man!" | Cherlie | telt him, an Yakcam leuks him |
| Central - SEC |
n I ken whit's wrang wi him," | Cherlie | opined. "Lest time I warked h |
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ners, Ian thocht his nem wis ' | Cherlie | ', telt him to get ready to ga |
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"Nice try wi the 'spoudjel', | Cherlie | ! but I'm no faain for it! Nor |
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The laddie, Ian Scobie, | Cherlie | Clancy, an twa'r thrie ithers |
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RDER a drappie tea!" Sinsyne, | Cherlie | Clancy, wi a lenth o sash rop |
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On the Monday mornin, | Cherlie | , Ian an Hecky McBain got sent |
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Neist mornin, at the baths, | Cherlie | said, |
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"Richt!" said | Cherlie | . "First aff we hae tae knock |
| Central - LAL |
tae discover oor wee | cherlie | |
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en meinits is no up yet.' quo | Cherlie | athoot a blush. |
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"Guid idea!" says | Cherlie | , an he shouts tae Yakcam, "Ar |
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in time, Ian thocht aboot hou | Cherlie | Clancy wis treatin him lik a |
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It wis the aix wheechin by | Cherlie | 's richt lug an stickin in the |