Lost in Translation


Behind Enemy Lines


Have you found yourself in a conversation in which you are nodding along too, trying to look engaged and genuinely interested in what the person is saying, but in reality not understanding a word. This is a daily battle I have with the welsh accent.

Now I think of myself as a fairly intelligent man, I mean I’m a masters student, but I think I’ll have to start a new degree to be able to go through a whole conversation with a native without once saying ‘pardon’.

This clearly doesn’t happen with every conversation I have with a welsh person, as with the English accent, the welsh is regional. There are some areas, for example Cardiff, where the accent isn’t very strong so when I ask for their postcode and full name I can understand them. On the other hand when someone calls in from west wales or the valleys…

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About Jonathan Caswell

Mr. Caswell has been composing poetry at least since High School. He has been on WORD PRESS for ten years and contributes to two other blogs beside this one. This blog has a Christian emphasis but all bloggers are welcome. Mr. Caswell chooses to---with permission--re[post material of interest

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