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.
“...Albert-next-door doesn't care for reading, and he has not read nearly so many books as we have, so he is very foolish and ignorant, but it cannot be helped... Besides, it is wrong to be angry with people for not being so clever as you are yourself.” -- E. Nesbit,