2025 Day 178

 2025 Dedh Cans Trei Ügens hag Etek

De Gwener, seythves warn ügens mis Efen

Friday, 27th June

My ell clowes son a neppeth ow wharvos. Ma'n tros ow tos dhort lowarth agan kentrevoges. Ma tüs whel ow tastrevel (dastrehevel) fos goth, ke Kernow coth. Ma othom a lies men, lies men nowydh. Radn an meyn coth ell bos sawyes ha ûsyes arta, saw radn anodhans ew gwadnhes. Ma meur a ven terrys dhe vos kemerys dhe ves. Nag eus mòngleudh kyllas a'n pow owth obery na velha. Res veu dhodhans cawas meyn dhort telher ogas dhe Bosvena, henwys Mòngleudh Callywick. Arbenigoryon ew an düs ma. Anjei a wrüg lavürya gen Will Coleman war y labyrinth Kerdroya.

I can hear the sound of something happening. The noise is coming from our neighbour's garden. There are workmen rebuilding an old wall, an old Cornish hedge. Many stones are needed, many new stones. Some of the old stones can be saved and used again, but some of them are weakened. There is a lot of broken stone to be taken away. There is no local slate quarry working any more. They had to get stones from a place near Bodmin, called Callywith Quarry. These men are specialists. They worked with Will Coleman on his Kerdroya labyrinth.