Day Two Hundred

Dew Cansves Dedh

De Gwener, ügensves mis Gorefan.

Friday, 20th July.

Thera nei o còrtos rag agan mab dhe omweles wara nei. Soweth! Na ell ev doas avorow. Ma pestik dhodho – ha dh’y wreg ha dhe’n gevellyon ewedh. Martesen anjei a wra doas de Sül po de Lün. Ma esperans dhebm.

We are waiting for our son to visit us. Oh dear! He can’t come tomorrow. He has a bug – and so do his wife and the twins. Perhaps they will come on Sunday or Monday. I hope.

Thera dhen gwisgdy spar. Nebonan a’n kemeras dhe ves. E veu ahoson rag arrayans nowydh et o chombour. Nei a wrüg movya gwisgdy aral, üdn cofer neythow, üdn bord gen gweder mires, diw guben vian, üdn kist lednow, üdn chayr ha teyr styllen levrow (gen lies lever). Nei a gavas podn – meur a bodn – mar veur a bodn! Nag eus whans dhebm dhe waya mebel moy rag termyn pur hir.

We had a spare wardrobe. Somebody took it away. There was an opportunity for a new arrangement in my bedroom. We moved another wardrobe, a chest-of-drawers, a (dressing) table with a mirror, two small lockers, one blanket box, one chair and three bookshelves (with many books). We found dust – lots of dust – so much dust! I do not want to move any more furniture for a very long time.