Trei Hansves
Dedh ha Naw
De Meurth,
wheffes mis Dû.
Tuesday,
6th November
En gwella pres, nag o drog
an gewer newher, rag oll an tanweyth ha tanjesow. Na veu lies tanweythen en
ogas dhe chei nei ha na wrüg an kei clowes tra veth. Hedna veu fortüdnyes – ma own
dhodho. Me a welas flambow spenys reb an vorr (fordh) e’n mettin. An glaw a
dhallathas codha hanter dedh – calish rag lewyadoryon, ha calish dhe weles dres
beister an kyttrin. E veu caletter aral en Breanek – toll e’n vorr reb chei pur goth (Manerjy Goonlas). Tüs whel a’n
palas rag pibow – bes pur ledan ew. Na alja ev boas scant tremenys gans an
kyttrin. Na veu lowen an lewyader!
Fortunately, the weather last night wasn’t bad, for
all the fireworks and bonfires. There weren’t many fireworks near our hose and
the dog didn’t hear anything. That was lucky – it is scared. I saw a spent
rocket by the road in the morning. The rain started to fall at midday –
difficult for drivers, and hard to see out of the bus window. There was
another problem in St Agnes – a hole in the road by a very old house (Goonlaze Manor House). Workmen dug it for pipes –
but it is very wide. The bus could hardly get past it. The driver was not
happy!
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