Dedh Cans ha Nawnjek
De Lün, naw warn ügens mis Ebrel
Monday, 29th April
Hedhyw tho vy heb nerth ha heb awen! Diwedhys ew an kefewy bus ma balounys dhen whath. E veu odhom dhe nei a daxi bras. Ow mergh wydn a venja mos tre gen oll hy daffar ha'n baby. Nag eus carr dhebm ha henn ew re a daclow rag an kyttrin. (Mildir ha hanter ewa dhe drigva kyttrin ewedh.) Me a withas an maw bian hanter dedh. E veu lesson dh'y vabm en carr. Hei a venja bos drîver (gorrour). Da via genjy (gensy) cawas carr magata (ken nag eus mona dhedhy). Me a gerras (gerdhas) gen an flogh adro dhe'n dre. Me a welas damach gwres gen an gwens. Ha ew an flourys ma gùckous gwydn? Nag ens. Thens gôdhkennin.
Today I am without energy and without inspiration! The party is over but we still have balloons. We needed a big taxi. My granddaughter wanted to go home with all her equipment and the baby. I don't have a car and that is too much stuff for the bus. (It's a mile and a half to a bus stop too.) I looked after the little boy at midday. His mother had a lesson in a car. She would like to be a driver. She would like to get a car as well (although she has no money). I walked around the town with the child. I saw damage done by the wind. And are these flowers white bluebells? No. They are wild garlic.
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