I initially signed up for Welsh classes with some reluctance. Having been a dismal disappointment to my school French teacher I was expecting adult Welsh classes to be something of a chore, but to my surprise I enjoyed them immediately. Welsh is a quirky, imaginative language full of unexpected delights and embarrassing pitfalls. Surely I can’t be the only person who mis-translated ‘Traws Cambria’? It means ‘Across Cambria’, not, as I thought, ‘Cambrian Trousers’.
As my Welsh journey has progressed, there have been similar red-cheeked moments, but also triumphs such as using my Welsh in my business . My first professional conversation with a Welsh speaker was terrifying – I was fairly sure he’d asked me to prune his wisteria, but my Welsh was so shaky there was always a chance he had asked me if I’d mind moving my car.
My Welsh has come a long way since then and there is no doubt that speaking the language has helped me get more business than I might otherwise have done. My customers are delighted to discuss their gardens in their own language, and I get to use and enjoy my new Welsh skills to the full.