2025 Dedh Dogens ha Pajar
De Yow, terdhegves mis Whevrel
Thursday, 13th February
Gwydn ow bes! My a recevas lether dhort An Radn Whel ha Pencyons. Ma pednbloodh brâs ow tos nes. My a vedh rych! Governans Y Vrâster a wra rei dhebm mòna moy pub seythen. Gwrewgh pedery an peth my ell gwil gen pemp diner warn ügens moy. Mar nag ew spendys dres eth seythen, en mis Ebrel po mis Me my ell perna coffy bian e’n dre. En etek seythen, en mis Gorefen, my alja perna brâssa bolla a coffy. Martesen en peder seythen warn ügens, e'n hav, my ell eva coffy yeynhes gen dehen hag oll an tekeansow. Gwydn ow bes!
My world is fair! I received a letter from The Department for Work and Pensions. A big birthday is approaching. I will be rich! His Majesty’s Government will give me more money every week. Think what I can do with 25p extra. If it is not spent for eight weeks, in April or May I can buy a small coffee in the town. In eighteen weeks, in July, I could buy a bigger cup of coffee. Perhaps in twenty-four weeks, in the summer, I can drink a chilled coffee with cream and all the trimmings. I’m OK!
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