|Written by Sherry|
|Thursday, 11 January 2007 12:23|
Before I lived here
I spent 8 months living here - on the edge of the Gower peninsula along the coast of South Wales.
This is sunset on Worm's Head and dramatic Rhossili beach, the far end of the peninsula.
The Gower has long been recognized as one of the great beauty spots of Great Britain and has everything we Yanks associate with Britain:
castles and manor houses, Roman ruins, medieval churches, wild horses on the moor, "Arthur's stone" (yes, the stone he drew the sword out of - they are scattered all over Britain), 900 year old yew trees, ancient villages, great cliffs and wonderful beaches. In addition, the Gower has signs in a language filled to overflowing with double consonants and sounds that drive native English speakers to distraction.
Every week, I went for long (20 mile) hikes with a hiking buddy across the Gower so I got to know it pretty well and have dreamed of returning someday. It was only when I returned home that I discovered that I bear the same name as one of the early monk evangelists to south Wales. Who says that evangelism is Protestant?
St. Brynach is also known as (Brynach Wyddel: Brunn ack Withel) "the Irishman," though he was a native of Pembrokeshire and spent many years in Britanny following a pilgrimage to Rome. Here is a picture of his church. On his feast day, 7 April, it is said that the first cuckoo arriving in Wales sings its very first song from the top of a 13-ft high elaborately patterned Great Celtic cross, dating from the 10th century, perhaps the finest in Wales.
Me with a last name overflowing with double consonants and it had never dawned upon me that my family might have a Welsh connection. I was reminded because south Wales was hit by a huge wind and rain storm today and so made the news.