The Fish Gutter
by: Findlay, Hannah
Aye, aye, fit like I day? Affa caul int it? I'm still here. Och, I forgot, my name is Mary Jane. I'll tell ye aboot mi job. Tae start I wait for I farlan tae fill o fish. Then we pluck em tae gut. I can dee it in ae secon flat. Nae a lot o folk can dee at. Then ye saut it tae be packed. I wear cloots on my fingers tae stop the saut getting in. I'll see ye later for I'mm awa for ma break.