broth: broth of second day's vintage as used in the following story by Scottish
writer David Toulmin.
'A hungry tink was knocking on doors begging a piece. He claimed he hadn't eaten for two days, but no body responded. At last a friendly looking woman answered a door. He explained his dilemna and offered her his blessing if she would provide him with food. "Div ye like
yaval broth?" the woman asked. "Oh ay, I like yaval broth" he said, "I'm that hungry." "Ah
weill" the woman replied,"Come back the morn !" and slammed the door in his face.