Sarah Williams
Straeon Rhyfedd is my blog about Wales & the Welsh language.
I grew up in Wales and England and live in London for now. For now?
Well, I have lived in London for over thirty years but I keep telling myself
I’m only passing through.
I am learning Welsh online with wonderful Dysgu Cymraeg Morgannwg.
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Not Seeing Ghosts
If you walk uphill from Heol Fanog, you quickly leave the domestic world of hedgerows, hill farms and gated fields behind you. Stepping across a threshold, marked in my memory as a rattling metal cattle grid and a rowan tree, you find yourself in an unearthly landscape.
“Thank You, Drive!” Y llawlyfr
Do you say, ‘Thank you, drive’ or ‘Thank you, driver’ when getting off a bus? If you live in South Wales or South London, maybe you do?
“Bydd y tŷ yn berffaith, Bethan,” meddai mam — yn Saesneg, a dweud y gwir. Ac wedyn, “It’ll all be over soon!” Paciais mewn panig.
In a minute, William Price is going to move left out of the painting with flaming torch, along the hillside in the gathering dusk. He is waiting for the moment, that cold winter evening in 1884, when the population of Llantrisant spills out of chapel to witness him in full regalia, setting light to a pyre.
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Pan oedd yr artistiaid Prydeinig yn copïo'r dyluniadau traddodiadol, weithiau, do'n nhw ddim yn deall beth oedd yn digwydd yn y dyluniad gwreiddiol.
Clywais y llais bob dydd, dwi’n cofio, yn siarad yn ddi-baid o dan ganopi’r goeden. Rhyw fath o ysbryd? Derwydd modern? Rhywun digartref? Photo by Martin Godwin, Bromley after dark during lockdown
” The moon steadfast over the centre of our Field attended by stars. What stillness in
the air! Her planet glittering in the deep blue expanse."
Straeon Rhyfedd – Strange Tales – Blogging old-style 
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