Hello, my lovely ROWers, Happy St. David’s Day!
Or “Dydd Gŵyl Dewi Sant Hapus,” as they say in Wales, as it’s the day of their patron saint.
When I was living in the UK, I got to spend time in some of its most beautiful corners. I’ve lived close to the Lake District, called Cumbria and Merseyside my home, spent weekends in Scotland, worked in Lancashire and spend a lot of time driving through remote little villages in Yorkshire.
But Wales, mostly North Wales, but Wales nonetheless, will always have a special place in my heart as I have many fond memories of Llandudno, Llangollen, Conwy, Caernarfon, Betws-y-Coed, Colwyn Bay and all the places in-between.
Through my travels there I tried to pick up a bit of the language. I can pronounce place names (that’s a feat in itself), recognise the most used words on signs (though don’t ask me to try and pronounce “Gwasanaethau” – I’m sticking to the English “Services” as in motorway services) and I know some greetings. Cymru (Wales) is a beautiful place and Cymraeg (Welsh) a really interesting language.