Saturday 6 July 2019

2019 Day 187


Dedh Cans Pajar Ügens ha Seyth

De Sadorn, wheffes mis Gorefan
Saturday, 6th July

Skith o vy! My a venja còsca. Thera vy ow qwitha baby rag ow mergh wydn ha na venja an cherubyn bian còsca y honan. Pur dòbm ew an nos ha ma'n flogh ow whesa. Nanj ew termyn hir my a veu en cuntellyans dhe les. Arlodh Bourne a leveras dhe nei fatel ew Kernow da ganjo. Menyster a'n governans ew ev - gen charj rag Kernow ha rag Kembra ha rag nebes taclow erel - minorytes kenedhlek comprehendys. Da via genam scrifa moy,  adro dhe'n kyttrin du ha gwydn ha adro dhe banel a skiantogyon, bes gwell ew genam mos dhe'n gwely. Martesen avorow!


I am tired. I'd like to sleep. I am babysitting for my granddaughter and the little cherub does not want to sleep himself. The night is very hot and the child is sweating. A long time ago I was in an interesting meeting. Lord Bourne told us how he liked Cornwall. He is a government minister - with responsibility for Cornwall and for Wales and for several other things - national minorities included. I should like to write more, about the black and white bus and about the panel of experts, but I'd rather go to bed. Perhaps tomorrow!

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