Hurrah for BBC Alba! Absolutely priceless moment last weekend when a gaggle of English holiday makers and caravaners burst into a nearby pub to watch the Manchester United game and found instead the locals couched sagely round the TV watching a game between two teams the visitors had never heard of (Queen of the South and St Johnstone) with a commentary in a language they couldn't understand (gaelic). Of course none of the locals could understand it either but they pretended tO be fluent.
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Tha mo bhàta-foluaimein loma-làn easgannan.
not while the train is standing at the station
LOL Gorgeous! I read it out to my husband and he loved it.
We've had similar happen here; the local accent is so heavy that most visitors don't realise when we're speaking English or not, and the hurling always comes first on the pub tv.
Golly, almost forgot to wish you a Happy St. George's Day. Cry God for Harry etc. Pip pip!
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