- Romance
- Blodwen is Welsh
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Click hereWe enjoyed singing it, but it made Mr Parry cry to hear one of his ancestor's songs sung in the shop next door.
Blodwen and I had been practising it for weeks. Even the music teacher, Cerys, was impressed. My bosses thought that my fluent Welsh would be a great asset. They were also pleased that I sold eight insurance policies to the members of the male voice choir -- in Welsh. They had a special opening day discount and I had sold twenty other policies that day.
I might be Blodwen's April Fool, but being her Welsh-speaking April Fool, brought me a fiancée and profits for my employers. I cannot complain.
We ended the first day of my new office by singing Hywel a Blodwen again (Farewell to Blodwen) as she had to return to Aberystwyth. But she had applied to a Swansea school and been accepted from the Autumn term. It would have been a year since Blodwen first told me in Welsh that she could love me. Now I could understand every word.
Author's Note: You can search for Hywel a Blodwen on YouTube.
- COMMENTS
oggbashanabout 2 years agoAuthorThank you for the comments. The narrator now has the correct form of his Welsh name and other minor amendments..
oggbashanabout 2 years agoAuthorPart of the joke for anyone knowing Swansea is that Blodwen's insistence for Huw to learn Welsh was unnecessary because finding Welsh speakers in Swansea is difficult.
Anonymousabout 2 years agoFun story, nicely written. The Welsh angle gives it something different, though finding fluent Welsh speakers in Swansea is not easy, even in the valleys. Few English people would use ‘sassenach’, and no Welsh speakers ever - keep it for the Scots. Either way, it was good too see the town of my birth featured. Thanks.
Anonymousabout 2 years agoIn Swansea, they use Sais. The ironmonger's is stand-alone, with a fishing tackle annexe. I married in Carmel, THE Welsh chapel of the Valley - Morriston Orpheus is the Cathedral. And yes, they like my tenor, too.
Anonymousabout 2 years ago5 stars, of course
@muskyboy: oggbashan writes mood pieces; there's actual romance in his tales. Far more than you'd find in the usual anatomically-unlikely exercises posted.
Davester37about 2 years agoThis is another great one, Ogg! Not too much sex, but a nice story. I always enjoy the detailed setting, and this one had me looking up those Welch towns.
As always, thank you for writing and thank you for sharing your work.
oggbashanabout 2 years agoAuthorThanks for the comments on the Welsh. I don't believe in altering contest entry while the contest is running. Dafydd? I assume that either Huw's parents and the register, all being English speakers, spelt it wrong or that they wanted a different version.
Sasssenach or Snaesneg? Mt Parry was speaking in English to someone he assumed was English so he would have used Sassenach.
Anonymousabout 2 years agoA Proud Welshman wouldn’t call an Englishman a “Sassenach,” he’d say “Snaesneg.” It not only sounds more insulting, but it’s actually Welsh.
Anonymousabout 2 years agoHope to see much more of the romance as it develops into love. And maybe when the details emerge, the description will include Hugh David with a nicely broad, muscled hairy chest of a welshman.
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