t'ate

Updated: May 24, 2025

Joan had quite forgotten her commission and left the basket on Gorse Point. "I'll gaw back bimebye," she said. "I bin walkin' 'long the cliffs in the sun an' forgot the time. Gimme somethin' t'ate, mother; I be hungry an' fainty like wi' gwaine tu far. I could hardly fetch home." "You'm a queer twoad," said Thomasin, "an' I doan't knaw what's come over 'e of late days.

Eden Phillpotts - Lying Prophets