Wednesday, 19 December 2018

A Year of Late Cornish Day 352


Trei Hansves Dedh Dewdhek ha Dogans

De Merher, nownjegves mis Kevardhû.
Wednesday, 19th December
Pandr’ellama scrifa hedhyw? Na wrüga vy gwil tra veth dhe les! Me a gerras (gerdhas) gans an keun, bes res veu dhebm dhe hastya tre awos an glaw. Nag eus tra veth pigüs dhe vy hedhyw – na tele, na radyo, na leverow! Sqwithys o vy, keniver tra ew blewek/sqwithüs! Me a dal gwil nebes art, bes na ellama gwil düwon rag cavos o daffar. Me a wras dew bott a jam - gen sûgra, mor dû (rewys), dew limaval, üdn aval, üdn beren ha badna (po moy) dowr ros. Prevyans sowyn!
What can I write today? I haven’t done anything interesting! I walked with the dogs, but had to hurry home because of the rain. There is nothing exciting to me today – neither TV, nor radio, nor books. I’m fed up (bored), everything is boring. I should do some art, but I can’t be bothered to find my materials. I made two pots of jam – with sugar, blackberries (frozen), two lemons, one apple, one pear and a drop (or more) of rose-water. A successful experiment!

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