I'm told you see it in its finest flower in the suburbs.

A friend of mine was going out by train to Colinton, and she overheard two girls talking.

One said, 'I was at a dence lest night.' The other, rather condescendingly, replied, 'Oh, really! And who do you dence with out at Colinton ?' 'It depends,' said the first girl.

'Lest night, for instance, I was up to my neck in advocates.' ...

Priorsford's pretty genteel too.