De Lün, seytegves mis Ebrel
Monday, 17th April
"Gwrewgh dos dhe'n vedhegva," emedh an medhek, "ma othom dhewgh a gemeres agas gwask gooj war agan jynn." Etho, my eth! Jorna teg o, ha my a gerras (gerdhas) war an trolergh nowydh, Vorr (Fordh) an Sans, reb an ryvar bian dhort Cookes bys en chei a'n medhek reb an treth. Ow gwask gooj a veu marthys! Nena my a gerdhas bys en chei. My a gemeras lies foto war ow fon, bes na worama fatel aga ûsya! Gocky oma.
"Come to the surgery," said the doctor, "you need to take your blood pressure on our machine." So, I went! It was a lovely day, and I walked on the new footpath, The Saint's Trail, by the little river from Cocks village to the surgery by the beach. My blood pressure was wonderful! Then I walked home. I took lots of photos on my phone, but I don't know how to use them! I'm daft.
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