Honeymuin
Ana is sittin iv a taxi.
Guid mornin.
Guid ornin. Aw's gannin te the airport.Ne worries.Ar ye gannin te Spain?AyAw'v âriddy bowt a ticket te MadridWye… twe tickets.Madrid is bonny. It's maw favourite city.It's my honeymuin...Oh. Where's yer husband?Aw hennet a husband. But aw de hev a varry kittle wife!She winnet gan te Madrid wiv ùs.Aw's sair blonked.Aw knaw, it's a shyem.Wye… we'r at the airport.A woman comes ower tiv him.
Salma?
Ana!Aw's varry sorryAw love thee.Aw love thee an â.Let's gan te Madrid!Wye, aw hope ye byeth hev a canny honeymuin.