De Gwener, pempes mis Est
Friday, 5th August
Nag eus cres dhe vy hedhyw. Nag ew ow chei cosel. Rag fra na? Ma trei flogh wydn, dew gei, diw gath hag üdn hogh Gyny òbma, ha trosüs ens. Ma whans dhodhans oll a voos, boos deffrans. Da ew ganjans ombla ha garma (po harha). Ma'n colyn bian ow tenjel pâwgen (peth vy) ha grevya an gath goth. An kei coth a venja debry boos an flehes. War neb coor my a dhescas class war linen - adro dhe lies telher dhe dhebry, dhort leur croust ras dhe restorant pesk ker. Da ew gen an flehes wydn kemeres croust e'n lowarth.
I have no peace today. My house is not peaceful. Why not? There are three grandchildren, two dogs, two cats and one guinea pig here, and they are noisy. They all want food, different food. They like fighting and shouting (or barking). The little puppy is chewing a slipper (mine) and annoying the old cat. The old dog would like to eat the children's food. Somehow I taught a class on line - about lots of places to eat, from a cheap picnic area to a dear fish restaurant. The grandchildren like taking a picnic in the garden.
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