Day Three Hundred and Fifty-one
Trei Hansves Dedh Üdnek ha Dogens
De Meurth, ethdegves mis Kevardhû.
Tuesday, 18th December
Ew hebma poll lowarth? Nag ew. O rosva ew – leun a dhowr! Nag ew an gewer yeyn hedhyw, saw nag ew hei segh naneyl. Clôr lowr ew, ha glaw a wra. Gwenjek ew ewedh, pur wenjek. Na whath, o wherryow vy ew bian pa vo comparys gen wherryow an lester Roussek ma. Herdhys gen gwens crev ha todnow broas, stagys ew war garygy pur ogas dhe’n treth. (Sawys veu va war an diwedh.)
Is this a garden pond? No. It’s my drive – full of water! The weather is not cold today, but it is not dry either. It’s quite mild, and it rains. It’s windy as well, very windy. However, my problems are small when compared with this Russian ship’s problems. Pushed by strong wind and big waves, it’s stuck on rocks very near the beach. (It was eventually saved.)
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