Orkney - ORK | jerked her heid back tae the | Dursley | ’s dark sittan-room window. |
Orkney - ORK | Mr | Dursley | always sat wae his back tae t |
Orkney - ORK | Mr | Dursley | sat frozen in his chair. Shoo |
Orkney - ORK | Mr | Dursley | stoppit dead. Dreid flooded h |
Orkney - ORK | Mr | Dursley | stood rooted tae the spot. He |
Orkney - ORK | Mr | Dursley | wis the director o a firm caa |
Orkney - ORK | Mr | Dursley | might o been driftan intae an |
Orkney - ORK | wis in the bathroom, Mr | Dursley | crept tae the bedroom widow a |
Orkney - ORK | , an a peedie blink later, Mr | Dursley | arrived in the Grunnings ker |
Orkney - ORK | this normal cat behaviour, Mr | Dursley | wondered? Tryan tae pull hims |
Orkney - ORK | At half-eight, Mr | Dursley | picked up his briefcase, peck |
Orkney - ORK | map. For a peedie meenit, Mr | Dursley | didna ken whit it wis that he |
Orkney - ORK | d a new word (‘Nup!’). Mr | Dursley | tried tae act normal. Eftir D |
Orkney - ORK | wan anither, aal excited. Mr | Dursley | wis horn mad tae see that a c |
Orkney - ORK | -face, even at night time. Mr | Dursley | , hooivver, haed a perfectly n |
Orkney - ORK | claes on. Folk in cloaks. Mr | Dursley | couldna be daean wae folk tha |
Orkney - ORK | n a trick o the grimleens. Mr | Dursley | blinked, an gecked at the cat |
Orkney - ORK | ouldna read maps or signs. Mr | Dursley | gaed himself a peedie shak, a |
Orkney - ORK | r tea through pursed lips. Mr | Dursley | wondered whether he dared tae |
Orkney - ORK | ppen aal owre the country. Mr | Dursley | hummed as he picked oot his m |
Orkney - ORK | An the owld man hugged Mr | Dursley | aroond the middle, and walked |
Orkney - ORK | ‘Peedie tyke,’ laughed Mr | Dursley | as he gaed fae the hoose. He |
Orkney - ORK | ‘Kssst!’ Said Mr | Dursley | loodly. |
Orkney - ORK | ‘Oh, yaas,’ said Mr | Dursley | , his hairt sinkan horribly. â |
Orkney - ORK | It wis a few seconds afore Mr | Dursley | realised that the man was wea |
Orkney - ORK | o him! But then it struck Mr | Dursley | that this wis likely some daf |
Orkney - ORK | he cat. It gecked back. As Mr | Dursley | drove roond the corner an up |
Orkney - ORK | fell asleep kweek but Mr | Dursley | lay waakened, turnan it aal o |
Orkney - ORK | roll stuff on the news,’ Mr | Dursley | mumbled. ‘Cattie-faces … |
Orkney - ORK | Mrs | Dursley | cam intae the sitteen-room ke |
Orkney - ORK | Mrs | Dursley | haed haed a fine, normal day. |
Orkney - ORK | Mrs | Dursley | sipped her tea through pursed |
Orkney - ORK | As he thowt, Mrs | Dursley | lukked gluffed an mad. Eftir |
Orkney - ORK | puckle o years; actually, Mrs | Dursley | pretendid that she didna hiv |
Orkney - ORK | e Dursleys got intae bed. Mrs | Dursley | fell asleep kweek but Mr Durs |
Orkney - ORK | a cracker o a moustache. Mrs | Dursley | wis thin an blonde-heidit, wa |
Orkney - ORK | up his briefcase, pecked Mrs | Dursley | on the cheek an tried tae kis |
Orkney - ORK | ‘So?’ snapped Mrs | Dursley | . |
Orkney - ORK | ndow noo, even beady-eyed Mrs | Dursley | , they widna be able tae see a |
Orkney - ORK | ‘I suppose so,’ said Mrs | Dursley | stiffly. |
Orkney - ORK | st boran tie fur wark and Mrs | Dursley | gossiped awey happily as she |
Central - LAL | 'MR and Mrs | Dursley | , o nummer fower, Privet Loan, |
Orkney - ORK | When Mr and Mrs | Dursley | woke up on the dour, dreich T |
Orkney - ORK | re wis no point in fashan Mrs | Dursley | , sheu aalways got worked up a |
Orkney - ORK | them tae come near him an Mrs | Dursley | . The Potters kent very weel w |
Orkney - ORK | Mr an Mrs | Dursley | , o number fower, Privet Gate, |
Orkney - ORK | ed upstairs tae bed. When Mrs | Dursley | wis in the bathroom, Mr Dursl |
Orkney - ORK | e Potters. Mrs Potter wis Mrs | Dursley | ’s sister, but they haedna s |