I am thinking of compiling a book called “Gaelic Shrugs”, and I really would appreciate a little help with this. I have made a start, by numbering a few of them, but I need assistance with categorising many of the different expressions and then trying to define what they really mean.
FAILURE, I'M afraid. Signal, abject failure. Serves us right for being so cocksure, of course. We'll be back by teatime, we said. Nothing to it. Easy-peasy. A doddle. We'll call you from the top. Chill the champagne ready for our triumphant return
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A Wednesday morning in early June. The sun rose about ten minutes ago. Just outside the window, always open on fine summer nights, there's some unusually busy buzzing going on. (If you say 'unusually busy buzzing' to yourself several times over yo
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WHEN WE built our new house here in the Languedoc about six years ago we had first to demolish a cherry orchard. We had mixed feelings about this, because they were handsome trees, arranged in parallel groves on a north-facing slope. In spring the
It is 7.30 in the morning and I am in the courtyard of the Mayor’s office in Pezenas. No, I’m not in trouble with the authorities again, but am here to sell fresh almonds.
There is a bustling market in Pezenas on a Saturday and