Day Hundred and Forty-seven


An Cansves Dedh Dogans ha Seyth

De Lün, ethves warn ügens mis Me.
Monday, 28th May.
Mettyn avarr ew lebmyn ha skith oma whath. Me a gòscas drog de Sadorn dre reson a’n hager awel. Na wrüga vy còsca da newher naneyl.
It’s early morning now and I am still tired. I slept badly on Saturday because of the storm. I did not sleep well last night either.
Ma dhe’n flehes wydn pâsow drog ha anjei a bâsas a-dhiwedhes e’n nos. Pur holergh o pa wrüga vy codha en còsk.
The grandchildren have bad coughs and they coughed late into the night. It was very late when I fell asleep.
Nena, ken whegh ar glogh, o mergh wydn a dhifünas. Hei a venja debry tabm brodnyon rag haunsel ha mires ort tele.   
Then, before six o’clock, my granddaughter woke up. She wanted to eat a bit of porridge for breakfast and watch TV.
Ma hy broder o còsca whath. Da via genam còsca magata, saw na ellama.
Her brother is still sleeping. I should like to sleep as well, but I can’t.

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