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 had never seen a camel at point-blank range, let alone dozens all at the same time; nor heard worse honking and groaning since the day Uncle Evariste sprained his back.” -- Lloyd Alexander,