I particularly liked the rhythmical way Mary read out the names of the different parts of the peat bank, it sounded like poetry. Sitting side by side at the big desk she pointed to each word as she read (you can see her finger at the bottom of the photo). Mary spent all her working life as a primary school teacher. Even though I am 52 I loved the way that she explained to me her community’s peat cutting words and language as though I was one of her wee pupils (which I was).
Robin A Crawford 