Day Ninety-three


An Terdhegves Dedh ha Pajar Ügens

De Merher, pajwara mis Ebrel. Pednbloodh ew o mab gwydn. Naw bloodh ew ev. Pednbloodh aral ew ewedh. Nanjew pemdhek bledhen me a veu en clojy (clavjy) en Resòjyon rag leufvedhegneth. Na wrüg o holon obery et ta.  Pana leufvedhek marthys! Otta vy obma hedhyw o scrifa Kernôwek.
Wednesday, 4th April. It is my grandson’s birthday. He is nine years old. It’s another anniversary as well. Fifteen years ago I was in hospital in Oxford for surgery. My heart did not work well. What a marvelous surgeon! Here I am today writing Cornish.

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