In the late afternoon we'd walk to the neighborhood pub, where I'd drink a couple of pints and she'd have a cider or two, and we'd order a dinner of pub grub. Then we'd walk back to the cottage and sit by the fire as the evening shadows grew long.
She'd fall asleep before me and I'd pull out my laptop and write, remembering all of the tales my Irish mother told me about the Sidhe and the wee folk.
Yeah, that's where I'd be today.
I'm from the north of Spain, Asturias, it was dominated by the Celtics. There is a lot of Celtic influence. That house seems a typical Asturian house and cider is the typical drink. The landscape is very similar. When someone wanted to learn English in Asturias they went to Ireland because it was just like staying at home. Everything was almost the same: the food, the people, LOL
ReplyDeleteHow interesting! I never knew that. I'll have to Google it and learn something new -- Muchas gracias amiga!
ReplyDeleteBring it on. I'm there.
ReplyDeleteBig old thanks to you Nettl, for the meat pies, chips and beer. No wonder I love you!
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