Day Hundred and Seventy-nine
Cansves
Dedh Nawnjek ha Trei Ügens
De Gwener,
nawes warn ügens mis Efan.
Friday, 29th June.
Nei a wrüg gwerrya warbedn an lowarth. Me a dednas
mes whynas moy (dreys ha reden dres ehen) hag o gour a drohas bagas overdevys
ha whath moy reden hir. Nena me a gomposas oll an daffar et o crow, cavos cador-ros
ha nebes dillas nekevys ha towla dhe ves tacklow diboos. Thera vy omsenjy leun
a vertû.
We waged war against the garden. I pulled out more
weeds (especially brambles and bracken) and my husband cut an overgrown bush –
and even more very tall bracken. Then I sorted out all the stuff in my shed,
found a wheel-chair and some forgotten clothes and threw away unimportant
things. I feel full of virtue.
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