De Lün, tryja warn ügens mis Me
Monday, 23rd May
Da ew genam flourys. Da ew genam plansow oll. Da ew genam lowarthow. Da via genam mos bys en Loundres e'n seythen ma. Rag fra? Ma exposicyon flourys - Sho Flour Chelsea. Otta an Vetêrnes en kerrik golf. (Na ell hei kerdhes re bell.) Da ew genjy an sho ma. Ma'n exposicyon ow merkya hy jûbile platinum (deg bledhen ha trei ügens). Ma hevelep an Vetêrnes en deg pott prei ha trei ügens (gwres a dhorn), gen bleujyow Cala Me (lilys Helles). Thew pecar'a stomp letherdoll. Da ew genam an lowarth gwels - ma vos nebes pecar'a ke a Gernow, gen trapp deves.
I like flowers. I like all plants. I like gardens. I would like to go to London this week. Why? There is a flower show - the Chelsea Flower Show. Here's the Queen in a golf buggy. (She can't walk too far.) She likes this show. The show marks her platinum jubilee (seventy years). There is a likeness of the Queen in seventy clay pots (made by hand), with lily-of-the-valley (Helston lilies). It's like a postage stamp. I like the wild garden. There's a wall a bit like a Cornish hedge, with a sheep stile.
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