I’ve just returned from a trip to counties Mayo (Maigh Eo) and Sligo (Sligeach) on the west coast of Ireland.
It was my first visit to Sligo and I finally got to see the Lake Isle of Innisfree which so inspired Yeats’ beautiful poem.
My Dad’s family originate from the Gaeltacht area of Mayo but I hadn’t been for a long time and I’d forgotten that in the stunning setting of the Corraun Peninsula and Achill and amid the memorials to the Spanish Armada, so much of the signage is in Irish only.
Coming from this part of the world, my Grandfather was Irish speaking and as a linguist, I do feel that my own inability to speak any Irish at all does represent a loss of knowledge. So I am thinking about whether to do something about this and whether to have a go at the 1000 words challenge in my heritage language of Irish. I’ll update this blog with what I decide and how I get on.