De Lün, naw warn ügens mis Ebrel
Monday, 29th April
Hedhyw tho vy heb nerth ha heb awen! Diwedhys ew an kefewy bus ma balounys dhen whath. E veu odhom dhe nei a daxi bras. Ow mergh wydn a venja mos tre gen oll hy daffar ha'n baby. Nag eus carr dhebm ha henn ew re a daclow rag an kyttrin. (Mildir ha hanter ewa dhe drigva kyttrin ewedh.) Me a withas an maw bian hanter dedh. E veu lesson dh'y vabm en carr. Hei a venja bos drîver (gorrour). Da via genjy (gensy) cawas carr magata (ken nag eus mona dhedhy). Me a gerras (gerdhas) gen an flogh adro dhe'n dre. Me a welas damach gwres gen an gwens. Ha ew an flourys ma gùckous gwydn? Nag ens. Thens gôdhkennin.
Today I am without energy and without inspiration! The party is over but we still have balloons. We needed a big taxi. My granddaughter wanted to go home with all her equipment and the baby. I don't have a car and that is too much stuff for the bus. (It's a mile and a half to a bus stop too.) I looked after the little boy at midday. His mother had a lesson in a car. She would like to be a driver. She would like to get a car as well (although she has no money). I walked around the town with the child. I saw damage done by the wind. And are these flowers white bluebells? No. They are wild garlic.
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