Usage examples of "glaswegian".
Joss for what he had achieved, and her doubts about the wisdom of marrying him had nothing to do with the fact that he had been born in a Glaswegian slum and she in an expensive private nursing home.
She was married at the first time at sixteen to a man older than her own father, one of the Glaswegian tobacco lords, who had died six months after the wedding, leaving his young bride immensely wealthy.
The chief was a lean, spindly man, outwardly dour, but with a puckish sense of humor and who still talked in a broad Glaswegian accent, though for forty years he had been no nearer Scotland than an occasional Burns Night dinner in San Francisco.
His angel was the sixteen-year-old Glaswegian Anna McFall, who, together with Isa McNeill, had befriended his wife Rena.
That accent was quite a bit more comprehensible to her American ear than the Glaswegian dialect spoken by so many of the people associated with the monastery on Iona.
And he had spelt it out for me in that thick Glaswegian accent of his, explaining that the man was supposed to have been born at Jarra Jarra, in the black quarters there, and named after Weedi Wolli Creek.
The Glaswegian accent that surfaced only under stress was thick enough now to defy understanding by most of the crew aboard the Enterprise, and even some of the other native Scots were probably having trouble.
His voice is pitched low, peculiarly soft, with a slight Glaswegian accent.
The most immediately striking is Tom Coyle, an acerbic Glaswegian with a tongue that can flay the arrogance off a graduate with an alarming, inventive but always scatological turn of phrase.
While Andy enjoyed battling with the thick Glaswegian slang, ultimately he was very relieved to get back into the Corps.
His Cockney accent was like balm to Donna after listening to he thick Glaswegian tones of everyone else.
Friends of my youth tell me that he inspired a similar lasting fear in them, too, and in fact there must be a whole generation of Glaswegians who feel the same.
When the technology allowed, Simone believed, we would one day see rotund Glaswegians in garments bearing the legend: 'My pal went to the second moon of Jupiter and all I got was this lousy t-shirt' - these being gifts from their radiation-blistered neighbours, who will have at length regaled them of where to get the best full English breakfast on Neptune, while complaining that the Martians still haven't learned to do a decent fish supper.