Shetland - SHD | "Dried tatties!" | Janice | exclaimed, "In 1880! Just lae |
Shetland - SHD | "Hi, Mam," | Janice | bubbled, "Du'll nivver guess, |
Central - SEC | aun on throu the week. First, | Janice | confessed preein a wee gless |
Central - SEC | sel git in sicna swither for. | Janice | is a fine Christian lassie, a |
Central - SEC | ther Abuin - It’s startit. | Janice | haesna been here abuin a fort |
Central - SEC | tell Ye? Ye winna credit it: | Janice | says she even wishes Stuart w |
Central - SEC | ne I spiered at her what haed | Janice | meant. She spak quait, like s |
Central - SEC | I dinna want tae be awae fae | Janice | , div I? I’m gaun tae can bu |
Central - SEC | Dinna lat him gae talkin tae | Janice | the wey he’s aye at Elsie, |
Central - SEC | e dis Elsie no juist turn tae | Janice | an say, “Ay, that’s richt |
Central - SEC | crack she haes wi her Auntie | Janice | an in lines the likes o "...d |
Central - SEC | rgless feegur o a lassie like | Janice | coud wonder at a remerk like |
Central - SEC | what aa he sayed. It’s like | Janice | brings oot the dreep-doun men |
Central - SEC | a wee glintie o the database | Janice | wrate for her sey-piece, an f |
Central - SEC | at that, hou I didna believe | Janice | wad dae ony sic thing, hou I |
Central - SEC | k at thae things? What a fleg | Janice | sayin she wadna mind tryin ha |
Shetland - SHD | hing. It wis da hidmist thing | Janice | said ta her whin shü waved d |
Central - SEC | ent whan I left weel alane wi | Janice | . No a day passes nou, no a th |
Central - SEC | e spaek that wey a bittie. An | Janice | lauchin. I canna believe she |
Central - SEC | ’ll no be wrang aboot me an | Janice | . |
Central - SEC | Whan | Janice | got back fae her holiday my h |
Central - SEC | than Stuart for a best man an | Janice | for a bridesmaid? Wice as Tho |
Central - SEC | ll no drink aither, wi you an | Janice | no.” That’s gaun the extr |
Central - SEC | at it spyle things for you an | Janice | ,” qo she, “it maun a been |
Central - SEC | ny the lave o us dis, no even | Janice | , that’s new here. |
Central - SEC | Lord, I thank Ye for bringin | Janice | intae my life. Gie iz a stoot |
Central - SEC | I thank Ye, Lord, for makkin | Janice | a forgiein kin o lassie, but |
Central - SEC | a dae naething for thinkin on | Janice | an him thairlane thegither in |
Central - SEC | wi, an it cam tae a photae o | Janice | hersel. “Will ye leuk at he |
Central - SEC | amang the dookies here,” qo | Janice | , for Ye ken, she’s been lif |
Central - SEC | v seen me nakit onywey,” qo | Janice | . I coudna credit what I wis h |
Central - SEC | ther, whan I’m staunin near | Janice | , like gittin a document oot t |
Central - SEC | eel a bittie latten doun ower | Janice | . My idea o Christianity wis t |
Central - SEC | I thank Ye, Faither, for | Janice | , for her hair like dark yirth |
Central - LAL | @scotlitfest @FreightBooks | Janice | could have read fae this aw n |
Central - SEC | I can think on naething but | Janice | the nicht. I puls the curtain |
Central - SEC | Nicht,” says she, “I dout | Janice | pree’d a wee bittie mair no |
Central - SEC | hert the nou. It’s the wey | Janice | an him gits on, for aa he’s |