#Welshism

[celestialdetected]

Does Arawn have a decently thick welsh accent? Yes. Will I ever write it out? Absolutely not.

[simmer-rhi]

It Girls Legacy - Gen 2

'Where by' is a welshism for plain old 'where', a fact I didn't realise until I went to uni, and asked someone 'where by did you go see that band?', I did not understand their confusion.

[bastart13]

O you have an accent?? What is it?

I would like to say Welsh but I’d be lying. In reality, I sound quite monotonous and formal with an English accent, though I throw in some Welshisms like pronouncing “tooth” with the “o” sound like “book” ( /tʊθ/ )

[benedge-blog1]

The most amazing welsh word, and possibly the greatest word in the history of words. Pronounced coo (as in cook) and then tch (as in the end of witch). It's the most affectionate word for hug, or cuddle. #word #wordporn #wordpornoftheday #dictionary #welsh #welshism #cwtch #cwtches #vocabulary #wordsyoudidntknowyouneeded #usemore #hug #cuddle #safe

[allcheers-allfears]

re: gdl’s pronouns - he had it set to thembythere before (basically just a welshism) so this is likely just a continuation of that!

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yeah could be!

[cupparj]

it’s over, isn’t it. | dusk of the dead

The webseries I wrote with the wonderful help of my friend and collaborator @brisownworld has come to an end today. All three episodes are now out and I am very proud I got it out on time. (Trust me, the amount of times Bri wanted me to delay it was outstanding.)

After Season 2 of Brains started shooting, I was discussing with Bri the idea of a spin-off based in Wales. Seeing the changes in other countries within the universe Bri had created. 

I knew from the start it wouldn’t be British Brains, I wanted something more melancholy as I’ve spoken about on this blog before. Bri was a star from the start. She wrote most of the first episode for me to continue off. I began completing it and changing words in it as well. (i.e. In the UK a College is different from University. You go to College typically between 16-18 and it’s similar to High School.) 

Also, I had to add Welshisms. Bamp means Grandad.

Shooting was meant to begin on dusks in October, but who had anxiety after coming back from holiday? THIS GUY! So, I told myself, organise it for December and it’ll be fine. 

NOPE.

NEVER. EVER. EVER. PLAN TO SHOOT A WEB SERIES WITH ACTORS AND YOURSELF IF YOU ALL WORK RETAIL.

Schedules are almost impossible to sync up.

(The final shot of Episode 3 was filmed a day before Episode 2 came out.)

It was super last minute but overall, went well!

I think the most stressful thing about all of this was letting Bri down. Bri is one of the most talented writers and producers I know and she had to deal with keeping on top of me... whilst being in NEW YORK. 

Our friendship was kind of tested during this as we would have quite strong disagreements on how things were done and what should be kept in. We were both doing our best for the series, and had passion in what would make the story great.

I’m glad Bri had put a lot of trust in me, whether she wanted to or not. As collaborators, I’m glad we got to work together and if we ever end up in the same time zone, or if I’m not working ALL THE TIME, I would love to work with her again.

I respect those who have fire and passion in their projects enough to argue with a friend, but not let it change their friendship.

Olivia, Tom and Erin were kind, wonderful and HARD WORKING on this project and gave everything they could to me. I love them very much. Each of them put a part of themselves into the show and I can feel it every time I watched an edit. 

Would I write a sequel? No.

Would I write about Chloe and Sarah? Already happening. (More info soon.)

Does Owen ever see Sion again? No, but if they ever did. They would be happy to see each other. There’s no animosity between the two.

Any other ideas? I’d like to imagine Sion would try to go to New York to meet Alison. Not Chloe or Sarah due to their need for Brains and Chloe having to look after Sarah. I could imagine Sion trying to help after learning from Sarah’s studies. 

Thank you all for watching, I’m super grateful for those who watched. If you have any critical feedback about the show, message me. I’d love to hear where I went wrong and how to improve :) 

<3

RJ

[cllrnat]

Chapter 2

Major Wolfe however had other ideas for all the secondees; she had arranged a military transport and medical plane which was waiting at Bristol Airport.

Start as they mean to go on she thought, giving herself an inward chuckle, these NHS dignitaries want to learn about trauma, well ok then, let’s begin right now.

Bernie was humming happily to herself as she finished for the weekend, changed out of her military attire, got in her Jeep and drove off the base and down into Na’ama Bay to relax.

When she was working she lived in the base’s military accommodation, but as soon as she had time off to herself she was out of there, into the bay to dive and relax, and also staying at her own property. A place all of her own where she felt safe, relaxed and had utter peace and quiet from the hectic lifestyle of a soldier and Officer.

Bernie was not an isolationist, she liked people but on her terms and in her time. For one of the first times in her life Bernie Wolfe was able to do things exactly as she wanted and was happy, well sort of.

When she thinks ‘sort of’, this is because she has almost everything she wants here, apart from someone to share her life with. Enjoy relaxing nights on the veranda, lie in the desert and watch the stars, sit and sip wine while having a ‘cuddle’. Yes, Major Berenice Wolfe loves cuddles and cwtches (sorry for those who don’t use the word cwtch or cwtchy babas, but it’s a Welshism, a bit like using the word daps/dappers instead of trainers. It sounds warm and snuggly and safe - cwtchy).

However, she has had to reign in her desires. She is living in a Muslim controlled Country where her desires could get her imprisoned. She is also, still a serving officer in Her Majesty’s Forces and despite recent changes in equality and diversity she has kept her private life exactly that. They have known her for 30+ years as a married woman with 2 children and didn’t wish to become the centre of gossip here.

She was miles away when she pulled into her parking space behind the Dive Centre, went into the centre and began her meeting with Akram and Amani. She was really looking forward to a few days off from Surgery and spending time with her friends and relaxing by going diving.

Serena’s smile drops and she is cursing all the plagues from the bible onto whosoever arranged this “fiasco”, and she is quite clear it is a fiasco to treat all these highly qualified NHS medical professionals as if they were …. what? Ordinary? Normal people? Nothing special? OK, she thought, point taken. Somewhere inside there was a tiny twinkle of admiration for this ‘Major person’.

Serena did what she always did best and that was to smile, flirt, break the ice and network; she introduced herself to the other medical staff who were ‘fortunate or was it unfortunate’ enough to get a 3 month break in the Desert. Most of them were Operating Department Practitioners, nurses or theatre assistants from various hospitals around the UK and the other forces, there was only one other Surgeon from London and he didn’t seem impressed to be here. Conversation was stilted and almost like pulling teeth for Serena, so she went back to her area and got her iPad out and went back to her reading.

4 hours later they landed at the MFO’s private airstrip just at the edge of the base, Serena was excited now, she had never been to Egypt and had 3 whole months to relax, learn, enjoy and hopefully sightsee. Deep down she was really thankful to Henrik for forcing her to have this rest and recuperation whilst still maintaining her dignity, after all the distressing times she has recently endured; Edward - the Drunk, Elinor - the Brat, she loved her daughter immensely but she was so like Edward she found she really didn’t like her, then Mummy dearest - how she missed her mother, but she had missed her for far longer than just since her death and bore the scars of the trials and tribulations. Serena believed Henrik sent her here for some Serena time, and she bloody well intended to experience everything on offer. Smirking to herself as she walked off the cargo plane into the stifling heat of the Sinai, let’s see what’s on offer then.

they were all assigned a driver to take them off the base, unless they wishes to stay and have quarters assigned. Serena knew that Henrik had chosen a really exquisite Hotel actually within walking distance to the base with all facilities, and to Serena’s delight a Dive Centre.

Serena had been determined she was going to learn to Scuba Dive in this wonder of the world, she had read up on all the dive sites, dive centres, fish, live-aboard boats and had even bought herself a mask, fins and snorkel ready for learning. She had pre-booked diving lessons before leaving the UK but had made some stipulations in her email to Akram at the dive centre. She had explained she was there for a while and would like to get trained during her days off. However, she did have the first few days free and wondered what they could do for her in regards to training. As she had a disruptive timetable she also asked if she could have 1-2-1 training. She had already received downloads of video’s and her training manual, so she could begin studying and not have to waste the exquisite sun by sitting in a classroom.

She had deposited her suitcases etc in her Hotel room and went in search of something, some piece of mind, something to distract her,  she wasn’t sure what until she noticed the Dive Centre she was booked in with, so decided to go and introduce herself and possibly get a schedule of events that didn’t clash with her primary role of learning Trauma. She advise the receptionist she may have to alter at short notice if her sessions clashed and was assured this was no problem, her tutor was extremely flexible and would cater to her directly as she was paying for 1-2-1 treatment. Serena smiled inwardly, looking around she was very aware that most of those working here were young and they all wore the same diving instructor uniform of shorts, t-shirt and caps. Serena thought to herself they were all a tad young and wasn’t a Cougar or cradle snatcher thank you very much.

Just when she was going to walk away for the evening, Akram asked whether she would like to meet her Diving Instructor before they started lessons tomorrow? Thinking it would be one of the young boys lolling outside she resignedly mutters ‘I suppose so’.

‘Hey Bernie, you back there?’ Akram shouts. ‘Come meet your new student’.

Grumbling, chair scraping and muttering was heard from the back room, when out walked Bernie.

Serena’s jaw almost hit the floor; Bernie was not a man but a bloody gorgeous leggy blonde. Leggy being an understatement, those legs, phew, they went all the way up to ……. christ what an arse.

Hellooooo, Serena thought to herself. What the hell is up with you Campbell? you have never, ever, ever perved over a woman. I know but look at this goddess in short shorts, clinging vest top, ray bans pushed up on her forehead and a bandana tying her loose blonde hair out of her eyes, she was shoeless and Serena’s eyes were drawn from the toe ring right up to those lips and deep brown staring eyes, that were looking at Serena with huge amusement and something else, she felt exposed and naked like Bernie was staring deep into her soul and could read exactly what was on Serena’s mind.

Serena gulped loudly, which brought an amused smirk from Akram and Amani. They had never seen Bernie stop dead in her tracks like that. She stood still for a moment like she was poleaxed, her fringe flopping over her eyes, mouth opening and closing like a fish out of water, she pulled her glasses down to cover her eyes, mumbled ‘nice to meet you, see you tomorrow 0900 hrs sharp’ and almost ran from the place.

Serena just stood there watching this exquisite woman run from her. A broad smile spread across her face and the smile actually reached her eyes, something that hadn’t occurred for such a long time. Her hand went to her chest and throat, and asked ‘was it something I said?’.

‘Don’t worry about Bernie’, Amani mumbled close to her ear, ‘she’s not very people oriented, until she gets to know you and comes across as rude and abrupt, but I can assure you after that display, she sure as hell wants to get to know you’.

As Serena left the dive centre and continued to roam and explore Na’ama Bay, she saw a silhouette at the farthest point of the bay and wondered whether she should interrupt the woman or just leave it until tomorrow. Serena not being the sort to leave things lie strode determinedly but casually in that direction.

[neilhayeswrites]

Lush: A Welshism

The people of Wales speak a whole other language. I am not speaking about the 20% of the population who actually speak the Welsh language. I mean the rest who speak English, more commonly referred to as Wenglish. A strange combination of languages; people use Welsh words, which they often don’t really know the meaning of, as part of their everyday English.

But a dissection of Wenglish can wait…