Prissiness gone wild. Imagine what these prissy East Coast ladies with their “manners,” and well-modulated voices spoken through pursed lips think of moose-huntin’ Sarah!
Peggy is starting to remind me of Rose’s mother in Titanic.
I can just see Peggy, clutching her pearls, tut-tutting about the fresh, “upstart chippy” who doesn’t know her place, tsk-tsk