A Year of Late Cornish

  2025 Dedh Trei Hans Pemp warn Ügens De Gwener, kensa warn ügens mis Dû Friday, 21st November Kelmys o vy dhe howl an gwav, howl isel ha golow. Ma va ow trei liwyow ow terlentry. Ma argan war bedn ow finbrednyer dûlas. Ma lies ehen a las, nag ew "glas" ger lowr. Nebes plansow bythwer (prest gwer) ew gwer po gwerwyn. Heb del glas nag ew an gwedh glas, ha nei ell gweles form an barrednow noth bedn a ebòrn. Nag eus del glas war wedhen-ven ha scorednow brâs an cypreswedhen goth brâs. Thens pecar'a eskern cadnys.  I'm obsessed with the winter sun, a sun low and bright. It brings sparkling colours. There is silver on top of my dark green pine trees. There are many types of green, "glas" is not an adequate word. Some evergreen plants are bright green or light green. Without green leaves the trees are not green, and we can see the form of the bare branches against the sky. There are no leaves on the trunk and big branches of the big old cypress. They are like bleac...

  2025 Dedh Trei Hans Pajar Warn Ügens De Yow, ügensves mis Dû Thursday, 20th November Yeyn lowr ew an awel, saw ma tecter emesk an yeynder. Ma howl tredh cowasow gwavek tydn. Ew hebma keser po ergh. Ma va ow terlentry pecar'a adamantys e'n howlsplan.  Scon e vedh gellys mes a wel. An rew war dohow gweder ew pecar'a las. Oll an edhyn bian ew goskeusys e'n ke, bes my ell gweles diw golobmen coos. Thens bolta po creffa. There is a nip in the air, but there is beauty among the coldness. There is sun between sharp wintry showers. Is this hail or snow. It sparkles like diamonds in the sunshine. It will soon be gone from view. The ice on glass roofs is like lace. All the little birds are sheltered in the hedge, but I can see two wood pigeons. They are bolder or stronger.

  2025 Dedh Trei Hans ha Trei warn Ügens De Merher, nawnjegves mis Dû Wednesday, 19th November Calander a dheuth e'n post, rag nessa bledhen. Res ew dhebm pedery dro dhe'n nessa bledhen. Res ew dhebm gwil calander Kernôwek lebmyn. Gwav ew devedhys, ma rew ow codha dhort an ebòrn. Na vadna vy mos mes, etho my a vedn gòrtos tre ha scrifa. A calendar came in the post, for next year. I must think about next year. I must make a Cornish calendar. Winter has come, ice is falling from the sky. I don't want to go out, so I will stay home and write.

  2025 Dedh Trei Hans Dew warn Ügens De Meurth, etegves mis Dû Tuesday, 18th November Nebonan ew prederek! Pandr'ew an qwestyon? Ew hebma an bord own? A vedh hebma pednbloodh lowen? Eus chîf cog da? Pehen ew an boos òbma? Pandra wra vy debry? Da ew genam pesk ha scòbmow. Ew an pesk barvas? Eus neppeth vegan rag ow gwreg ha byvin bovnas rag ow hôr? Ma lavar coth: Na wrewgh eva re, bes evowgh rag 'gas sehes. Ha hedna, moy po le, a vedn gwitha corf en yehes! Res ew dhebm eva dowr. Someone is thoughtful! What is the question? Is this the right table? Will this be a happy birthday? Is there a good chef? What is the food like here? What shall I eat? I like fish and chips. Is the fish cod? Is there something vegan for my wife and prawns for my sister? There's an old saying: Don't drink too much, but drink for your thirst. And that, more of less, will keep your body healthy! I must drink water.

  2025 Dedh Trei Hans Wonan warn Ügens De Lün, seytegves mis Dû Monday, 17th November Ow dama wydn hag ow sira wydn o pobel a Oos a'n Vetêrnes Vyctoria. Vyctorians o anjei. Aga diw mergh, an yonca e'n teylû, a veu genys e'n Oos an Metêrn Edward. Ow dama hag ow modrep o Edwardians (rag bohes bledhydnyow). Ow dama a venja bos cans bloodh hag ügens e'n vledhen ma  (üdn bloodh cottha avel an Party Lavür). Qwethys ew an mosy ma pecar'a flehes Vyctorian münys en pows wydn gen las ha brosweyth ha bottys dû! Pur goth ew an foto ma. Re yonk o anjei dhe vos wor an gis. (Saw nag o an Metêrn wor an gis rag y gurüdnyas naneyl!)  My grandmother and my grandfather were people of the Victorian era. They were Victorians. Their two daughters, the youngest in the family, were born in the Edwardian era. They were Edwardians (for a few years). My mother would be one hundred and twenty years old this year (one year older than the Labour Party). These girls are dressed like miniature Vict...

  2025 Dedh Trei Hans hag Ügens De Sül, whetegves mis Dû  Sunday, 16th November An kei a dhestrias oll y belyow rubber. Lebmyn ma peth gwary nowydh dhodho. Gwres ew ev a drei fel lovan. Solabres, dens an kei a wrüg denjel an lovan lows. Gwra towla an dra! An kei a vedn resek rag daskemeres neptra. Ma va ow cara an dra dhe godha - emesk delyow marow dadn vasarnen po war bil gòdhor . Arta! Arta!  The dog destroyed all its rubber balls. Now i t has a new plaything. It's made of three rope balls. Already, the dog's teeth have bitten the loose rope. Throw the thing! The dogs wants to race to retrieve anything. It drops the thing - among dead leaves under a maple or on a mole-hill. Again! Again! Gerva rag hedhyw  Vocabulary for today delyow ~ delkyow  leaves <  del  ( coll.)   dens  teeth  dans  (m) >  denjel  to bite gara dhe godha  to drop  (g>c after ow) masarnen  (f)  maple  (m>v after da...

  2025 Dedh Trei Hans ha Nawnjek De Sadorn, pemdhegves mis Dû Saturday, 15th November Da ew genam kemeres fotos, bes nag eus camera pur dha dhebm ha na ellama mos adro. Na wrüga vy kemeres an ymach teg ma a'n eborn nos en Porthia. My a's cavas war Facebook. Gwrewgh mires orth  StillPho ToMalone .  Bryntin ew ev! I like taking photos, but I don't have a very good camera and I can't get around. I did not take this beautiful image of the night sky in St Ives. I found it on Facebook. Look at  StillPho ToMalone . He's brilliant.

  2025 Dedh Trei Hans hag Etek De Gwener, pajardegves mis Dû Friday, 14th November My a miras war tûa'n noor ha welas liw e'n eborn. Aurora Borealis? En Kernow? Chons veth! Remenat an howlsedhes o, ha gellys en cott termyn. An cloudys dû a dheuth en scon ha'n liw eth mes a wel. Nag eus del e'n gwedh ha nei ell gweles neyth gwyweres e'n branchys noth. Terweythyow mons ow tos dhe'n lowarth rag ladra boos edhyn. Ma lies edhen trosüs, bryny tre ha chôkys, e'n eborn, ow neyja ûhel. I looked towards the north and saw colour in the sky. Aurora Borealis? In Cornwall? No chance! It was the remains of the sunset, and gone in a short while. The black clouds soon came and the colour disappeared. There are no leaves in the trees and we can see a squirrels' nest in the bare branches. Sometimes they come to the garden to steal bird food. There are lots of noisy birds, rooks and jackdaws, in the sky, flying high.

  2025 Dedh Trei Hans ha Seytek De Yow, terdhegves mis Dû Thursday, 13th November Ma Nadelik ow tos. Solabres nei a fanjas dew gart Nadelik ha dew galander dhort Zelond Nowydh. Res ew dhebm gwil calander Kernôwek rag ow howeth ha teylû. Saw na ellama y wül hedhyw. Re skith o vy. Pandra via an gwelha lymnans rag calander Kernôwek? Martesen jynnjy liwys gans ow howethes Val? Christmas is coming. Already we received two Christmas cards and two calendars from New Zealand. I must make a Cornish calendar for my friends and family. But I can't do it today. I'm too tired. What would be the best illustration for a Cornish calendar? Perhaps an engine house painted by my friend Val?

  2025 Dedh Trei Hans ha Whetek De Merher, dewdhegves mis Dû Wednesday, 12th November Otta radn ow whedhel. An whidlores ew mos. Rosa henwys ew hy hôr ha Tristan henwys ew hy broder. Ma 'ga ownter ow tos rag visyt. Here's part of my story. The narrator is a girl. Her sister is called Rosa and her brother is called Tristan. Their uncle is coming for a visit.     “Fatel ell Ownter Matthe dendyl y vownas war an mor?”       “Marner ew e, dhana,” theram ow coven arta, “po pescador?”   “Morlader, martesen. Bucanyer?”, ma Rosa ow treylya gòcky.    “Canor ajwonys ew ev. Ma va ow kil sonscrifow ha gwertha anjei a veur a vòna.”   Thera nei ow clowes son. Carr ew. Devedhys ew Ownter Matthe. Mall ew genam gweles an ownter kevrinek ma.    Ma Tas owth egor an daras. Marth ew genen, Rosa ha my. Nag ew an den hir pecar’a Tas.  Nag eus othom dhen a vires emann dhe weles y vejeth. Ma va en cador ros ha qwethys ew y dhiwarr dr...

  2025 Dedh Trei Hans ha Pemdhek De Meurth, üdnegves mis Dû Tuesday, 11th November Disedhys ha andhiogel ew an gewer. Hei alja treylya en cott termyn. Lebmyn, pur wenjek ew hei, ha ma oll an delkyow ow codha - war an diwedh. Loos ha comolek ew an ebòrn - ha ma glaw ow tos. De, en mettin a-varr, e veu hager gowas a geser. Termyn cott wòja hedna thera an howl ow spladna. Otta an loor, hanter loor e'n ebòrn blou, a-ûgh an dherowen! Thera an barrednow gleb ow terlentry en oll an gwedh. Devedhys ew an rüdhek mes a'n ke rag croust. The weather is unsettled and unreliable. It can turn in a short time. Now, it's very windy, and all the leaves are falling - at last. The sky is grey and cloudy, and rain is coming. Yesterday, in the early morning, there was a heavy shower of hail. A short while after that the sun was shining. There's the moon, a half moon in the blue sky, over the oak tree! The wet branches are sparkling in all the trees. The robin has come out of the hedge for a ...

  2025 Dedh Trei Hans ha Peswardhek De Lün, degves mis Dû Monday, 10th November Gero nei gorfedna agan gwary aventur. Nag ew da genam bockyes! Da via genam gwil diwedh anodhans. En radn pajar an gam my a drouvyas ow cledha, ow lawyn hüs lel, war an dor delyek e'n forest. Let's finish our adventure game. I don't like goblins! I'd like to make an end of them. In part four of the game I found my sword, my faithful magic blade, on the leafy ground in the forest. Circling the fearsome weapon above your head, Ow swaysya  an arv scrüthüs a-ûgh dha bedn, you behead three goblins in a single stroke. thesta ow tibedna  trei bòcka gen ( üdn)  cronk. As you cut down a fourth and fifth Ha  trehy  pajwora ha pempes dhe'n dor you see the remaining eyes vanish thesta ow qweles  an diwettha lagajow  ow mos  mes a wel and hear the terrified screams of the goblin horde ha  clowes  üjow diegrys an lû bòcka as they run for their lives. ha' njei ow pònya...