Day Hundred and Twenty-three


An Cansves Dedh Trei warn Ügens


De Gwener, pajwora mis Me. Nag eus bes peder mynysen a’n jorna ma gerys. Pe le wrüga va moas? Me a gerdhes adro dhe’n lowarth – gen Maddie (an kei) – ha gen caletter broas (drefen boas galar dhe’n troos vy). Me a dednas emann nebes whenen ha gwels hir dhe rei dhe’n cònidnas.  Me a lanhas cawal an cònidnas ha gorra scobmow predn ha gorra nowydh etto. Me a fittyas prejyow ha golhy fraukys. Me a fônyas o mergh wydn (ma hei chei lebmyn). Me a viras ort pellwolok. Eus nekevys neb tra genam? Dres lycklod. An jorna a dremenas.
Friday, 4th May. There are only four minutes of this day left. Where did it go? I walked round the garden – with Maddie (the dog) – and with great difficulty (because my foot hurt). I pulled up some weeds and long grass to give to the rabbits. I cleaned the rabbits’ cage and put wood chips and new hay in it. I cooked meals and washed jumpers. I phoned my granddaughter (she’s home now). I watched TV. Have I forgotten something? Probably. The day passed.

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