Bore Da

Bore Da is Welsh for Good Morning. Of course you may be reading this post in the afternoon or evening, or even, if you are an insomniac or a vampire, in the middle of the night.

But as I write this in my home in Cymru, it’s ten o’clock in the morning. Blackbirds are singing, sparrows are chirping, jackdaws are cawing and herring gulls are screeching like badly-tuned giant kazoos.

So I repeat: Bore Da!

Since this is my first post in my Vale of Glamorgan category I thought I’d start with something proper Welsh: a dragon. I happened to see one only last evening.

I was on my way to my local writers’ group when I spotted the creature, shrouded in smoke, bumbling over a nearby hilltop. You’re lucky: I managed to snap this photo before it flew off again.