on a Tuesday oor Kornies

on a Tuesday

Vertalings in die woordeboek Engels - Kornies

Meurthweyth

war an Meurth

voorbeelde

alternate, every other a. gen. an eyl warlergh y gila; of weekdays pub secònd; phr. on a. Tuesdays pub secònd Meurth Not v. eylya*.
alternate, every other a. gen. an eyl warlergh y gila; of weekdays pub secònd; phr. on a. Tuesdays pub secònd Meurth Not v. eylya*.

Gorsedh Kernow has announced the winners of the annual Holyer an Gof competition at a prestigious Awards ceremony held on Tuesday 11th July, hosted by Waterstones of Truro with special guest mc Edward Rowe, Mab Tregarrek fronting the 21st year of these popular Awards.
Gorsedh Kernow re dhellos rol a waynyoryon a'n kesstrif bledhynnyek Holyer an Gof yn solempnyans Pewas a vri synsys dy'Mergher 11ves a vis Gortheren yn Waterstones a Druru, gans an gwester arbennek Edward Rowe, Mab Tregarrek, avel an ost rag an 21ens bledhen a'n Pewasow gerys-da.

Daddy! Daddy! Look! Snow on the lawn! Their house is sold now. See you (on) Tuesday perhaps! The number of ships in the harbour is eight. . Today is the twelfth of March, my wife's birthday. Give me the salt, please! Where is the Cornish dictionary? On the third shelf of the bookcase in the lounge it is, I think. There was a low hedge opposite the house. There was nothing else opposite it. There were cold pasties for our crib. Fine! I am looking at the ships there. She wore her blue dress. I don’t drink tea nor coffee usually. When I return home, the family is happy.
Tasik! Tasik! Ottena! Ergh war an glesin! Aga chi yw gwerthys y'n eur ma. Dha weles Dy' Meurth martesen! Niver an gorholyon y'n porth yw eth. Hedhyw yw an dewdhegves a vis Meurth, pennbloedh ow gwreg. Ro dhymm an hoelan, mar pleg! Ple’ma an gerlyver Kernewek? War drysa estyllenn an argh-lyvrow y’n esedhva yma, dell dybav. Yth esa ke isel a-dal an chi. Nyns esa tra arall a-dal dhodho. Yth esa pastiow yeyn rag agan kroust. Bryntin! Yth esov ow mires orth an gorholyon ena. Hi a wiskas hy fows las. Ny evav ten a koffi herwydh usadow. Pan dhewelav tre, an teylu yw lowen.

“IT MIGHT JUST WORK, DAVE. YOU NEVER KNOW.” Oho! This letter did indeed make interesting reading. It was a letter ordering the squad to re-deploy, now that the zombie threat had been ‘neutralised’ in the area of Melbourne Port. And to where was the squad commander, a sergeant, ordered to re-deploy his men? Allow me to quote: “You are ordered to make all necessary arrangements to disassemble and vacate your current encampments at Melbourne General Cemetery by 08.00 hours, Tuesday next, and proceed by train to the temporary barracks now established on the South West outskirts of the City of Swan Hill. Your squad’s redeployment is required to assist in quelling an outbreak of the infection that has recently occurred in that locale. Upon arrival, you are to make yourself known to the camp commandant (name suppressed) by phone and all necessary transport arrangements to the camp will be put in place ...” Clear enough. A useful document - if I wished to go, unimpeded and by train, to Swan Hill. Did I? A boy could do worse, I thought. Hmm. What did I know about Swan Hill? It was the terminus of the northerly train line out of Melbourne and on the banks of the ‘Mighty Murray River’. A river-port for paddle steamers. Home to the giant Murray cod. And? Nope, that’s about all I knew about Swan Hill. So, naturally, I decided David and I should go there as soon as possible. I outlined my plan to David. The only aspect of the plan that he understood, I think, was that I wanted him to get inside the otherwise unoccupied (but extra- fancy) coffin which had been conveniently left in the crypt – and then to stay quiet for a very long time. David seemed dubious, very dubious. No matter, I would sleep on the details of my plan and elaborate on them to David in the morning – whether he wanted to listen to them or not.
“Y HALLSA AN TOWL SEWENI, ‘DHAV. POSSYBYL YW.” Ogh! Yn hwir, pur dhe les o an lyther ma. Yth esa y’n lyther kommand dhe’n para. Res o dhodho omworra dhe gen tyller, drefenn godros an zombis dhe vos dinerthys a-dro dhe Borth Melbourne. Ha, dhe ble re via kommandys hembrenkyas an para (serjont) mos rag kemmeres y soudoryon? Gas vy dhe redya dhiworth an lyther: “Kommandys osta dhe wul oll an dyghtyansow yw res rag gwaya dha wersellva an jydh hedhyw, Penn-Ynkleudhva Melbourne, kyns 08.00 eur an nessa dy’Meurth, ha mos dre dren dhe’n souderjiow rag tro re via drehevys lemmyn, godrevi an Sita Brenn an Alargh, dhe’n Soth-West. Kemmeres dhe gen tyller dha bara jy yw res rag gweres yn gorlinyans an tardhans nowydh re hwarva a-gynsow y’n tyller ma. Devedhys, ty a wra dha omgommendya dhe gommondant an gaslys (hanow suppressyes) dre bellgowser hag ev a wra gorra yn le oll an dyghtyansow yw res rag treusporth dhe’n gaslys ...” Kler lowr. Lyther pur dhe les - mar mynnen mos, gans tren ha heb lett, dhe Brenn an Alargh. A vynnen mos ena? Yma gwettha leow, a brederis. Hmm. Pyth a wodhyen a-dro dhe Brenn an Alargh? Pennhyns an linenn a’n gledhbarth dhiworth Melbourne, sita yw kevys war lannow an ‘Avon Murray Nerthek’. Porth-avon rag gorholyon- tan. Tre an barvus-gowr Murray. Ha? Na. Henn o oll a wodhyen vy a-dro dhe Vrenn an Alargh. Ytho, my a erviras a-dhistowgh y talvien, Davydh ha my, mos ena skonna gallen. My a dhiskudhas ow thowl dhe Dhavydh. Rann unnik an towl a gonvedhi, dell grysyn, o’m mynnas ev dhe entra a-ji dhe’n eler wag, meur hy afinans, a via gesys y’n gleudhgell – parys bos devnydhyes genen ni – ha, wosa henna, ow mynnas keffrys ev dhe besya kosel ynni dres termyn pur hir. Yth heveli Davydh bos leun a dhout. Ny vern. My a allsa prederi a-dro dhe’n manylyon y’m kosk – hag ena y hallsen aga deklarya dhe Dhavydh ternos vyttin – mar mynna goslowes orthymmo vy po mar na vynna.