Childer

Parents, I've noticed, have a trick of saying their prayers through their childer on weathersome days.

As yo ma be quoit shure where there's agret family a childer, a wumman's loik tubbe varra throng ina monin

Aye has he, Dan'l Drax, so do ee larn him what cums to they as lets off rebels. He be safter nor turnips, nor boiled turnips, so he be. Was blubberin' while back over yon rebel an'a childer !

Ay, a childer's class, tha' knows — a Katty — Katty — Aw dunna know wot they caw'n it.

Yebbut...she ain't a childer any more...she's stuck in no-mans-land for the next few years.