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Sunday, 12th September

Ow deharajow, a redyoryon ha redyoresow wheg! Na ellama scrifa lies ger haneth. Skith marow oma. Pònya oll adro an chei ha lowarth veuma, ow sewya pajar flogh yonk - terweythyow aga helhy. Dhort termyn dhe termyn my a wrüg fittya boos. E veu nebes stroyl dhe gomposa - gwedren a veu sqwachys. E veu lavrek gleb dhe vos chànjys. E veu dornow nabmys gen mor dhe vos gòlhys. Thens gellys oll lebmyn, meurastaduw! Ow mab ew moy skith - ev a wrüg pònya marathon.

My apologies, dear readers! I can't write many words tonight. I am tired out. I was running all around the house and garden, following four young children - sometimes chasing them. From time to time, I did some cooking. There was some mess to tidy up - a glass was smashed. There was a wet pair of trousers to be changed. There were berry-stained hands to be washed. They have all gone now, thank God! My son is more tired - he ran a marathon.

 

Deg ger rag hedhyw Ten words for today

composa to neaten, put in order

deharajow apologies < deharas (m)

glanyth clean, neat

helhy ~ helhya to chase

lavrek trousers (pair)

nabmys ~ nemmys stained

redyoryon (m) ~ redyoresow (f) readers

sewya to follow

skith ~ sqwith marow tired out, dead tired

sqwachys smashed