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Brenda, just don't turn your back !!! Alternatively, get a white onesie to blend in, seems they are all the rage, anyway

Just looking through my book cabinet and found a one I'd completely forgotten about, but is most apt : Fremdsprachen für Engländer - Walisische für Ziegen und Schafe
Quite amazing I still have it, to be honest! Aber , wir können nicht alle perfekt sein :-D

Translations free on request, so as not to break T &C's :-D

JOHN

:-D :-D :-D

Already done it Mr Daff ( breaking T&C ) as I do every day by saying S'mae.

This Lady Druid has a yurt in her garden....her husband is buried in a cardboard coffin in the ground near....All sounds very spooky...So I don't think a white onesie would fit in with the image.

Think I would have to join the order .....Will have to go to night school so I will be fluent in the language so I can really fit in.

No need for fluency, Brenda. Just a love of Wales and a love of all things Welsh.

Oh, and a University degree in Welsh. Or, like Suzanne, a book published in same language. MrD has no hope. Nor me. According to Hayley, we know no Welsh. He is German and I am English :-( :-( :-( How the h*ll does a 27 year old know so much :-0 :-0

Brenda, fear not !! If a Yurt is in evidence, go to the grave, walk around it three times whilst sprinkling milk and a few sweets around the grave. Wear a blue silk something.

Moving away from the grave, have someone waiting for you with a bowl of milk and a sugar cube. Dip the cube in the milk and eat it. Then leave, but do so by a different route to the one you arrived - this is to fool the spirits.

Should be okay after that. Simples !!
:-D

If the Lady Druid still bothers you, I've always found a right hook and left uppercut works well !!! :-D :-D :-D

MrD I never realised your talent for languages. You never showed me any of your lingua the other cold night :-) ;-)

a degree in Welsh when you don't know the difference between a goat and a David!!!!

The sighting of the spooky white apparition has made me quite nervous and although talking about it should make me feel better,in fact it has made me want to hide in case he is coming to get me.....
So I am off to lock myself in the bedroom and hide under the bedclothes.....will see if you have got any more evidence or sightings tomorrow!
Nite x x

Brenda :-D :-D :-D

AnnC (a gentle ignore) :-)

IF YOU SEE A BIG GOAT,DRESSED IN WHITE ROBES AND WEARING RED FRILLY BLOOMERS,


RUN FOR YOUR LIFE :-D :-D :-D :-D

Purely Lingua Francas, John. But I love word play, and it's unfortunate that the fertile plains of the English language do not translate easily into others....but then, understandable when you look at simple things like bow and bow.
To us, depending on how you pronounce it, it means to bend, or is a weapon.
In other languages you would have to differentiate - stipulate 'to bow' or 'a longbow'. Makes jokes difficult :-S

As for the other night, a situation where 'sanau ar dan' or (easier) socken flammen, was not conducive to a discussion about linguistic abilities (or lack of)

:-S

Sheep is easier - say 'mint' and they run a mile !!

Lecture over :-D :-D :-D :-D

MrD Say mint???? Breathe and they run a mile. I used to be the main rounder up in Abergwyngregyn for what we called a Noson Lawen. And you have to wear wellington boots up on Drum according to the rules of that form of entertainment. No socks - you cannot be in sane.

Wellies are quite squeaky and difficult to run fast in - particularly high on a cold mountain side.

Once you trap the sheep, they tend to really enter into the spirit of a Noson Lawen (merry evening). Bit of complaining and bleating, but they are so tuneful when they belt out Dafad y Garreg Wen (the sheep on the smiley crag) to "Run for the Hills" by Iron Maiden. Before they are sacrificed to the Welsh pagan god Llond Bol. :-) ;-)

MrDaff - "Spoken words mislead as often as they guide".

(Chuang - Chinese Philosopher).

Boy/buoy.
Brake/break.
By/bye/buy.
Close/clothes.
Feat/feet.
Find/fined.
Flee/flea.
etc.

Goad morning :-D :-D

Missing my regular Welsh lessons on here from Ann in Cardiff and Hayley from Bury :-( :-( Brenda also missing, but know where she is. Up in ramparts of Castell Conwy with a tall, distinguished man in white and gold who stoops a bit. ;-)

I think it is going to very difficult to watch the procession of the Gorsedd next August to the stage without uncontrollable chuckles. And I shall blame all of you irreverent lot :-D

Well I am checking in from up the bryn,after trying to get away from that horrible spectre.
Think next August I will go and hide....maybe down the copper mines on the Great Orme !...but don't tell him or will go and sit beside a cromlech and hope for protection!

Brenda :-D :-D Glad you are safe. Till August anyway. Have had a word with Robyn and he intends to make you an ovate - so you will be able to wear a fetching green dress in the summer as you trail into the paviliwn.

Copper mines on Orme reminds me of some family history I did about a family who lived up the Orme and were copper miners. In those days Llandudno was not a holiday place and hardly anyone lived on the Morfa. They were all fairly poor mining communities up on the high ground. Wonder exactly where they all lived up on the Orme :-S :-S

Do you walk from your home to Conwy along those 6 miles of glistening white beach I remember from my young days? Are those Afghan dogs still at the foot of the hill. Most beautiful looking animals :-D

Dermot. We had a Welsh family come to live near where I used to live, the older gentleman always called my husband and son buoy, I know I may seem a bit dense bit honestly didn't relate it to "boy" :-)

Think Dermot meant the type of buoy in sea, Paula. Sorry if wrong.

My mil (95) has always called my bil Boy. He is now 63 and will remain boy till she gets her promotion. His 3 sisters - including my wife - all call him boy. Not even sure what his name is. ;-)

Just is so natural for Welsh parents to call their sons "boy". And it is used in a friendly way quite a lot. I get referred to as boy or butt very often - sometimes by people younger than me. Bach is another one - means little one. But you can be bach at 70 weighing 20 stones. :-D

Dermot :-D you could go on for hours with that !!!

Oh, Paula ! You may be interested in this article, although 'boy' or 'boyo' not included -

http://www.walesonline.co.uk/news/wales-news/tm_objectid=17853095&method=full&siteid=50082&headline=why-butty-rarely-leaves-wales-name_page.html ;-)