Hey, peaps, I got an e-mail from the head of Bwrdd yr Iaith Gymraeg (The Welsh Language Board), regarding the curse you posted some time ago - he seems intrigued. He says it doesn't really make sense, many of the words are made up and would I mind telling him where I got it! Look out the language fascists are after you!
(Don't worry, I won't talk, whatever they do to me. As long as it's not sustained tickling of feet. I hate that!)
btw Loved those images of your island - you're very lucky to live in a place like that and I'm glad that there are people like you to protect it, and keep it like that. Britain is an island too (doh!
), but while it's only about 8 times the size of yours, it hold about 90 times more people. There are still some areas where you can go to get lost, but we have to fight hard to keep them - most land is privately owned, and keeping rights of way open is an ongoing struggle.
Ps I liked your quote, about being alone - it summed up a good part of why I love mountains. Most people only ever look at
nature, from roads or windows - I like to be in
it. You're right: Ecstasy. (Youre right about lots of things, though eh?