As used in My Lagan Love?
“faerie helper”
Fairy lover (as in a lover who is a fairy).
Redwolf
lover…helper…same thing. 
On the button there Red.
Glad I checked before posting.. 
Slan,
D.
Well, hmph. Guess that’s the last time I trust an interview with Maireid Sullivan for my translation help.
Easy on the hmph.
A lot of Irish words don’t translate directly into English and Leanann can also mean A Follower..which depending on the context could be stretched out to include Helper…Fairies being friendly folk in general.
Slan,
D.
I know, it was a ‘winkie’ sort of hmph, not to be taken seriously, hence the emoticon. The fae knew what I meant. 
of course they did, ad
I believe you, aderyn. Our cats talk to the faeries all the time.
Mine too… as do my children, and I. 
All my cats did, too. I was surprised to find that my ducks did it, though.
:roll:
Would you care to elaborate on that, IRTradRU? 
Up the airy mountain
Down the rushy glen,
We daren’t go a-hunting,
For fear of little men
–James
please don’t ask him to do that… :roll:
and to clarify, I wasn’t being snarky when I told ad that of course the fae knew what she meant. I know that they did
My 3 year old has a wee faerie in the back yard that she talks to all of the time. Poor IRTrad…I think the reason why you are so grumpy is because you don’t believe in faeries
You’ve obviously never lived with cats.
Even the fey dogs in the streets are barking it;
I’ve had Fairy and Folk Tales of the Irish Peasantry, Edited by W.B.Yeats around for years (as well as a number of other fairy story collections). Many of the stories are a bit frightening. I imagine it was worrisome living out in the country thinking these creatures were afoot and what they might do if they took offense from you. My grandmother, who grew up in Dublin (born around 1880) was terrified of the fairies. My uncle told me she wouldn’t be left in the house alone or she’d barricade the doors and windows for fear of being taken. Certainly, there are stories of nice things done by the fairies, but on the whole, I’d have given them a wide berth. If I ever met one, I’d like to be given a gift for music, like O’Carolan, who was said to have fallen asleep on a fairy mound and heard their music in his sleep.
Tony
I’ve read the book, and I quite agree with you. Despite the occasional friendly/helpful story, the majority range from mischief for it’s own sake to out-and-out malice. Powerful, flighty, and not restrained by humanity - despite their beauty and occasional friendliness, the Fair Folk that Yeats describes are best left well alone.
Though the gift of music would make it tempting.