I’m reading a book called Saint Julian by somebodysomebody Jr. It’s not technically Scotiah but sometmes I read it alloud to myself and I can’t help but do it in a Scot/Wales/Scandinavian accent. The way I stutter my D’s is really ridiculious.
“'I'm entitled to nine names as I've nine lives,' said the cat. 'But I'll settle for "Lieutenant Willow"-with "Puss" for playful moments.'” -- Dodie Smith,