Day Eighty-four
An Pajwora
Dedh ha Pajar Ügens
De Lün, wheffes warn ügens mis
Meurth. Üdn jorna teg moy arta. Howl a wra en Kernow. O gour a wrüg moas dhe’n
shoppa. Res ew dhebm gwil neppeth vas o honan. Martesen me a wra golhy an
liednow gwely. Anjei a wra seha en howl. Nena me a vedn kerres (kerdhes) gen (gans)
o hei ha perhy co (perthy cov) a’m whôr.
Monday, 26th March. One more lovely day again. The sun shines
in Cornwall. My husband has gone to the shop. I must do something useful myself.
Perhaps I’ll wash the bedclothes. They’ll dry in the sun. Then I’ll walk with
my dog and remember my sister.
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