This morning John asked me: "Whu's been moving my boat?"
"The sea, last night."
"Oh...."
"I'm going to make a salvage claim on your insurance company."
"H'm?"
"Happened to be out here and hung on, or else she'd have been swept down the beach."
"Did you?"
"That's it—while yu were snug."
"Have 'ee got a cigarette on yu?—Match?—Thank yu."