I was doing homework today and noticed that my Welsh homework had more or less overtaken my entire bed. It was a little scary, but that is the way of homework, I suppose, particularly when it is translating and one must have sheets of verb conjugations, prepositions, notes, and other sundry material all laid out in a careful, orderly fashion (no, really, there’s a method to it).
On a happy note, I did make my first book purchase in Scotland! I bought Pwyll in the original medieval Welsh! Yay!
And now I am going to have to resist the book buying urge constantly. I had forgotten how lovely it was… And there are all those used bookstores just down the road from here… waiting for me….
But back to Welsh…