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…