A Year of Late Cornish

  2026 Dedh Dew Cans Pajar Ügens ha Seyth De Merher, pajardegves mis Hedra Wednesday, 14th October Nag ew hebma tan gwyls! Nag ew. Re leb ew oll an glasneth dhe lesky. Ma tanjys en nessa lowarth. Nag üjy va ow lesky pur dha. Ma'n lowarther ow saya dhe lesky bern a whynas ha barrednow trehys dhort an gwedh (rag gwitha an tredan). Nag eus lies delen marow. Ma greun rüdh war spernen wydn, saw an del e'n gwedh ew whath glas. Na ellama gweles flamm veth. Ma bush brâs a vog gwydn drefen bos an predn re leb. Na wra an tan lesa pecar'a tan gwyls. Na wra va lebmel an ke dhe 'gan gwels. This is not wildfire! No. All the vegetation is too wet to burn. There is a bonfire in the next garden. It is not burning very well. The gardener is trying to burn a heap of weeds and branches cut from the trees (to protect the electricity). There are not a lot of dead leaves. There are red berries on the hawthorn, but the leaves in the trees are still green. I can't see any flame at all. Ther...

  2026 Dedh Dew Cans Pajar Ügens ha Whegh De Meurth, terdhegves mis Hedra Tuesday, 13th October Dohajedh spladn o ha my ow mos dhe'n chei medhek reb an treth. My a gerdhas radn an vorr, bes rag an radn aral my a ûsyas cador-ros. Ow gour a herdhyas! My a gemeras marth dhe weles mar lies person e'n dre ha war an treth. An brâssa radn anodhans, theram ow pedery, o tüs omdednys. Ma'n flehes en schol. Terweythyow en gwav ma moy gòlanes avel tüs. Nag o pubonan coth. Nei a welas nebonan ow saya gwil keytsurf. Bes nag o an mordarth pur dha - nebes strolek o. Ha nag o an gwens pur grev. It was a splendid afternoon as I  went to the doctor's surgery by the beach. I walked part of the way, but for the other part I used a wheelchair. My husband shoved! I was surprised to see so many people in the village and on the beach. The majority of them, I think, were retired people. The children are in school. Sometimes in winter there are more gulls than people. Not everyone was old. We saw...

  2026 Dedh Dew Cans Pajar Ügens ha Pemp De Lün. dewdhegves mis Hedra Monday, 12th October My a viras ort lies blogg coth rag an mis ma en bledhednyow tremenys. Pandra wrüga vy scrifa? My a scrifas adro dhe Gernow ha'm chei ha lowarth. My a scrifas descansow gramatek hir. My a scrifas nebes geryow adro dhe'm bestes. Nanj ew deg bledhen my a gomendyas Bertie, ow hath. Whath thew Bertie ow hath, e'n keth chei ha lowarth. Cottha ew ev lebmyn, ha nag üjy va ow còsca en seher na velha. Na veu va dasûsys.  I looked at a lot of old blogs for this month in past years. What did I write? I wrote about Cornwall and my house and garden. I wrote long grammar lessons. I wrote some words about my animals. Ten years ago I introduced Bertie, my cat. Bertie is still my cat, in the same house and garden. He is older now, and he no longer sleeps in bags. He was not recycled.

  2026 Dedh Dew Cans Pajar Ügens ha Pajar De Sül, üdnegves mis Hedra Sunday, 11th October Ma bregh dydn genam wòja bos brehlinys bedn Covid. Saw gwell ew bos tydn avel bos tòchys gen Covid. System difresyans ow horf ew ervys lebmyn ha gwithys o vy rag Covid (ha flou). Dres lycklod my a vedh tòchys gen an annes kebmyn  avorow!  I have a sore arm after being vaccinated against Covid. But it's better to be sore than to be infected with Covid. My body's defence system is now armed and I am protected against Covid (and flu). Probably I'll catch the common cold tomorrow! 

    2026 Dedh Dew Cans Pajar Ügens ha Trei De Sadorn, degves mis Hedra Saturday, 10th October "My a vedn derevel ow lagajow tro ha'n menedhyow." Hemm ew an kensa linen Salm Cans Onan Warn Ügens. Menyng an scrifer o an menedhyow en Jerusalem, bes ma menedhyow dhe nei en Kernow. Nag era nei ow whilas gweres a-dhor an menedhyow. Thera nei ow convedhes agan le gen agan menedhyow. My a wel Carn Bre ha my a wör an dre ma ew Redrüdh. Thera vy ow qweles Ker Kif (po ew hedna Caer Dane?) ha otta vy en Peran Treth. Nei a wel Carn Breanek ha nei a wör an tû Breanek. "I will lift up mine eyes unto the hills." That is the first line of Psalm 121. The meaning of the writer was the hills in Jerusalem, but we have hills in Cornwall. We are not seeking help from the hills. We perceive our position by our hills. I see Carn Brea (Hill Tor) and I know this town is Redruth. I see Caer Kief (Treestump Fort) (or is that one Caer Dane?) and here I am in Perranzabuloe. We see St Agnes Be...

  2026 Dedh Dew Cans Pajar Ügens ha Dew De Gwener, nawes mis Hedra Friday, 9th October Ass o loos an mettin! Thera an glaw ow whetha dhort an sooth, war agan bedn, ha nei ow kerdhes dhe'n savla buss. Na alja nei gweles agan ker; cudhys o gen glaw, pecar'a niwl po cloudys isel. Nei eth dhe Redrüdh rag brehlinansow moy - bedn Covid. Ha nei ow tos tre, thera an gwens ow whetha dhort an noor - war agan bedn arta, saw nag era glaw na velha. Garow o an mor - meur a vordarth. Hen glaw, nei alja gweles tabmow a liw e'n ke. Rüdh ha bryght - thew an re na greun kellyn ha greun an jowl.  What a grey morning it was! The rain was blowing from the south, against us, as we were walking to the bus-stop. We couldn't see our hillfort; it was covered in rain, like fog or low clouds We went to Redruth for more vaccinations - against Covid. As we were coming home, the wind was blowing from the north - against us again, but there was no longer any rain. The sea was rough - a lot of surf. Wit...