at two in the afternoon oor Kornies

at two in the afternoon

Vertalings in die woordeboek Engels - Kornies

dhe dhiw eur androweyth

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at two in the afternoon
dhe dhiw eur androweyth [ lavar ]

at two in the afternoon
dhe dhiw eur androweyth ( ) ( ) ( ) ( ) ( ) ( idiom )

at two in the afternoon
dhe dhiw eur androweyth idiom

at two in the afternoon
/ dhe dhiw eur androweyth / / /

[ðə] [rager] to; at. dhe dhiw eur androweyth at two in the afternoon
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at two in the afternoon
dhe dhiw eur androweyth [tavoseth] [disamstyryans]

“I’d like to get some food to them – to keep them going till relief comes. If it comes. Any ideas?” I expected that Paul would think this a dangerous, if not impossible, task to achieve. But, no. His response was as quick as it was matter-of-fact: “There’s a truck parked just to the North of the cemetery in Lygon Street, a refrigerated truck like they use to make deliveries to supermarkets. I saw it on the afternoon of day two, just before everything went black for me. The diesel engine was still idling at the time and the refrigeration unit was still running. No sign of any driver. The truck might still be there.” Amazing. “And full of food?” I asked. “Probably. I didn’t bother to check inside. Charles and I had already raided the gate-keeper’s house. We didn’t need more food at that time – and it wasn’t worth the risk of exposing ourselves by going out in the open. However, as you can see, I made a mental note of the vehicle for future reference.” “Will you come with me and David to check it out?” “Fuck off!” said Paul. “You don’t need me and, even if you did, I’m not yet that hungry.” There was nothing more to be said. I called out to David. He didn’t come. I needed to go inside to arouse him from his afternoon torpor. (Yes, I did kick him and, yes, he did complain loudly.) “Come on, Dave. We’ve got work to do.”
“My a garsa kavoes nebes boes ragdha – rag aga skoedhya bys pan dheu difresyans. Mar teu ev. Eus tybyansow dhiso jy?” My re waytsa Powl dhe grysi bos hemma oberenn peryllus - ma na ve anpossybyl yn tien bos gwrys. Byttegyns, nyns o hemma y gryjyans mann. Y worthyp ev o uskis ha heb trynn: “Yma kert kevelsys parkyes a-gledhbarth an ynkleudhva yn Stret Lygon, kert- yeynell kepar dell yw usyes rag doen proviansow dhe’n gorvarghasow. My a’n welas dohajydh an nessa dydh, kyns dhe dhos an duder oll dhe’m brys. Yth esa hwath owth oberi yn lent an jynn disel y’n tor’ na. Nyns esa sin vyth a’y lywyer. Possybyl yw an kert dhe vos ena hwath.” Ass o hemma marthek. “Ha lenwys gans boes?” a wovynnis vy. “Gwirhaval yw. Ny omdroblis vy rag mires a-bervedh. My ha Charles re omsettsa seulabrys war ji porther. Nyns esa edhomm a voes moy y’n termyn na – ha ny dela an peryll dhe omdhiskwedhes yn apert. Byttegyns, dell yllydh gweles, my a notyas y’m brys presens a’n kert ma rag gul devnydh possybyl anodho y’n termyn a dho. “A vynnydh dos genev ha Davydh rag mires orto?” “Ke dhe-ves!” yn-medh Powl. “Nyns eus edhomm vyth dhywgh ahanan ha, mars esa edhomm yn hwir, ny vien hwath nownek lowr rag henna.” Nyns esa travyth moy bos leverys. My a elwis dhe Dhavydh. Ny dheuth ev. Res o dhymm entras a-bervedh rag y waya dhiworth marder y dhohajydh. (Ya, my a wrug y botya ha, ya, ev a wrug krodhvolas yn ughel.) “Deun yn-rag, ‘Dhav. Yma res dhyn a wul oberenn.”

Many things are sold. The wind was strong. The ships couldn't come near to the harbour. The grandfathers sat together outside the pub and chatted. The cat is lying on the floor under the chair in the sitting room. Is there enough money in the bank to buy a new car? Have we enough money in it? Mr Stevens's nephew is slim and his niece is fat. Give her her brown shoes, please. At what time is the train to London this afternoon? There is a fast train at twenty-three minutes to two. Look! These trousers are too short for me. You must buy new trousers then. I had a great thirst and I drank a glassful of beer straightaway. Some jugs are broken, others are dirty. No one can drink milk from them. Are the cupboards against the wall? Yes! There isn't a chestnut tree left in the wood, I think. Perhaps an old one only. Catch hold of the door handle and turn it! How many miles is the road to Truro from Saltash? The songs of our land are sweeter than the songs of other lands. We ate lunch. Then we walked. It was a long walk to the rocks on the moor.
Meur a draow yw gwerthys. An awel o krev. Ny allas an gorholyon dos ogas dhe'n porth. An tasow-wynn a esedhas warbarth ynmes a'n diwotti ha klappya. Yma an gath a'y growedh war an leur yn-dann an gador y'n esedhva. Eus arghans lowr y'n arghantti rag prena karr nowydh? Eus arghans lowr dhyn ynno? Noy Mr Stevens yw moen ha'y nith yw tew. Ro dhedhi hy eskisyow gell, mar pleg. Dhe by eur yth yw an tren dhe Loundres an dohajydh ma? Yma tren skav dhe dhiw eur marnas teyr mynysenn warn ugens. Otta! An lavrek ma yw re verr ragov. Res yw dhis prena lavrek nowydh ytho. Yth esa syghes bras dhymmo vy hag yth evis gwedrennas a gorev a-dhistowgh. Nebes podigow yw terrys, re erell yw plos. Ny yll den eva leth anedha. Usi an amaris orth an fos? Ymons! Nyns eus gesys kestenenn y'n koes, dell dybav. Martesen onan goth hepken. Syns dornla an daras ha trel e! Py lies mildir yw an fordh dhe Druru a Essa? Kanow agan bro yw hwekka ages kanow broyow erell. Ni a dhybris li. Ena ni a gerdhas. Kerdh hir o dhe'n kerrek war an hal