| Doric - DOR |
like the chappin o a | nock | , an she wes naarhan the weerg |
| Central - AYR |
tid. The tick-tack o the auld | nock | in the corner echoed roun the |
| Central - SEC |
t aboot the backruim haen nae | nock | . No that we'd hae seen muckle |
| Central - WCE |
day: him an Boonsin triyd tae | nock | a crait a iyurn broo oot thi |
| Central - SWE |
The | nock | stauns silent since she left, |
| Central - LAL |
Then . . . the | nock | on the mantlepiece chapped mi |
| Central - LAL |
ntelshelf abune the fire. The | nock | said quarter past twa, an the |
| Central - AYR |
e'd dae ocht ye wantit wi the | nock | . Like, see gif it wis nine o' |
| Central - LAL |
the chair and bleared at the | nock | on the mantelshelf abune the |
| Doric - DOR |
nsither fit time it is by the | nock | . Consither onythin, but dinna |
| Central - LAL |
whaur in the distance, a kirk | nock | sterted chappin the oor o ten |
| Central - LAL |
fectit surreally bi a digital | nock | abuin the Heid Bummer's chair |