necterns

Updated: May 22, 2025

"He'll not change; but still I'd have en hear me tell I'm in sorrer for the ill I brot 'pon his name." "Ay, facks! 'Tis a wise word an' a right. Us'll go this very arternoon. You get a odd pound or so o' scald cream, an' I'll see to a basket o' fruit wi' some o' they scoured necterns, as ban't no good for sellin', but eats so well as t'others. Iss, we'll go so soon as dinner be swallowed.

Eden Phillpotts - Lying Prophets