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.
“All sorts of mornings are interesting, don't you think? You don't know what's going to happen through the day, and there's so much scope for the imagination.” -- L. M. Montgomery,