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While the ancient fields may be gateways to encounters with a distant prehistoric past, the abandoned remains of coastal engine houses dating to a period of intensive 19th-century industry are equally iconic.
Kyn fo an parkow yetow dhe vetyansow orth termyn passyes kynsistorek pell, mar ikonek yw remenans a jynnjiow arvorel skatt dhyworth oos a dhiwysyans dour y’n 19ves kansvledhen.

We will continue to invest in our culture and heritage which, as well its intrinsic value, will support an all year round tourist destination. While the ancient fields may be gateways to encounters with a distant prehistoric past, the abandoned remains of coastal engine houses dating to a period of intensive 19th-century industry are equally iconic.
Ni a wra pesya kevarhewi y’gan gonisogeth hag ertach hag a wra, dres y dalvosogeth a-berthek, skoodhya penn-an-hyns tornyasek dres an vledhen oll.

‘A Ring of Power looks after itself, Frodo. It may slip off treacherously, but its keeper never abandons it. At most he plays with the idea of handing it on to someone else’s care - and that only at an early stage, when it first begins to grip. But as far as I know Bilbo alone in history has ever gone beyond playing, and really done it. He needed all my help, too. And even so he would never have just forsaken it, or cast it aside. It was not Gollum, Frodo, but the Ring itself that decided things. The Ring left him.’
‘Bysow a Nerth a omwith, Frodo. Ev a slynkkyo diworth bys yn traytus, mes nevra ny wra y withor y asa. Dhe’n moyha, ev a wari gans an tybyans a’y ystynna dhe with nebonan arall – ha nyns yw henna marnas dhe dermyn a-varr, pan wra ev dalleth y dhalghenn. Mes, dhe’m brys vy, nagonan marnas Bylbo yn istori oll, a wrug mos pella ha’y wul. Res o dhodho oll a’m gweres ynwedh. Ha nevra ny wrusses ev y asa, po skoellya. An Bysow a erghi traow, Frodo, nyns o Golum. An Bysow a asas Golum.’

I’m not sure if it were the jazz, as such, or the fact that the zombies had sated their blood-lust, but those few that remained on the upper floors of the building seemed to sink into an afternoon torpor. (Do tired zombies need a ‘nanna nap’? Dunno.) In any event, this provided me with an opportunity to re-acquaint myself with the undead brother who had shamelessly abandoned me to pursue his obscene carnal pleasures. “David!” I yelled as I emerged from the Gallery. “Get up, you vile monster. We’ve got stuff to do.” He remained torpid – staring at me with his dead eyes which seemed to say: “Fuck off, dickhead! I’m sleeping.” So, I kicked him into activity. He was unhappy, roared loudly and, for the first time, shaped to attack me. There were limits even to brotherly love, it seemed. I would have to remember that. I quickly softened my attitude to him: “Come on, Mate. Help me find a decent radio. There’s got to be one here.”
Nyns ov vy sur mars o an jazz hepken - po mars o yn sempel lust-goes an zombis dhe vos gwalghys – mes an re a remaynsa yn leuryow ughella re omgavsa yn klamderyans poes. (Eus edhomm dhe’n zombis skwith a goskas mamm-wynn? Ny wonn.) Yn neb kas, yth esa lemmyn chons dhe omjunya unnweyth arta gans ow broder anvarow, an broder neb re’m forsaksa heb meth rag omgemmeres y blesours lyk ha kigus. “Davydh!” a armis vy ha my devedhys dhiworth an soler. “Sa’ban, euthvil plos. Res yw dhyn gul nebes taklow.” Poes hwath y glamderyans, ev a lagattas orthymm gans y dhewlagas marow a heveli leverel: “Voyd alemma, Penn-kal! Yth esov hwath ow koska.” Ytho, my a’n potyas. Lemmyn leun a vywder, nyns o lowen. Ev a armas yn ughel ha gul furv rag ow omsettya. An kynsa prys y’m kever. Yth heveli bos finwethow dhe gerensa broderus. Res ‘via dhymm perthi kov a’n finwethow ma. Yn uskis, my a vedhelhas ow omdhalgh yn y gever: “Deun yn-rag, ‘Vata. Gweres dhymm rag kavoes radyo. Y talvien bos huni omma.”

Wherever he went in the country, Jesus Christ healed the sick. He did not abandon the blind or the deaf or the dumb - not one, nor any bedridden invalid. If he prayed with a full heart, straight away he would be cured in accordance with the will of Christ himself.
Yesu Krist y'n pow mayth e, ev a sawya an glevyon. Dall na bodhar ny asa, nag omlavar nagonan na klav vyth ow krowedha. Mar pesi a leun golon hware sawys y fedha dell vynna krist y honan.

‘There was more than one power at work, Frodo. The Ring was trying to get back to its master. It had slipped from Isildur’s hand and betrayed him; then when a chance came it caught poor Déagol, and he was murdered; and after that Gollum, and it had devoured him. It could make no further use of him: he was too small and mean; and as long as it stayed with him he would never leave his deep pool again. So now, when its master was awake once more and sending out his dark thought from Mirkwood, it abandoned Gollum. Only to be picked up by the most unlikely person imaginable: Bilbo from the Shire!
‘Yth esa moy es unn nerth owth oberi, Frodo. Yth esa an Bysow owth asaya dehweles dh’y vester. Ev re slynkysa diworth dorn Isildur ha trayta orto ev; ena, pan esa chons, ev a gachyas Degol anfusik hag ev a veu moldrys; ha wosa henna Golum, hag ev re’n devorsa. Ny allas ev gul devnydh anodho namoy: ev o re vyghan ha pith; ha mar kwrussa ev gwitha ganso, ny assa ev y boll down arta. Hag ena, pan o y vester difun arta, hag ev ow tannvon y dybyans tewl diworth Murkwud, ev a asas Golum. Ha kevys veu gans an anwirhavalla den y’n bys: Bylbo diworth an Shayr!

ROMANS 1 1Paul, a servant of Christ Jesus, called to be an apostle and set apart for the gospel of God— 2the gospel he promised beforehand through his prophets in the Holy Scriptures 3regarding his Son, who as to his earthly life was a descendant of David, 4and who through the Spirit of holiness was appointed the Son of God in power by his resurrection from the dead: Jesus Christ our Lord. 5Through him we received grace and apostleship to call all the Gentiles to the obedience that comes from faith for his name’s sake. 6And you also are among those Gentiles who are called to belong to Jesus Christ. 7To all in Rome who are loved by God and called to be his holy people: Grace and peace to you from God our Father and from the Lord Jesus Christ. Paul’s Longing to Visit Rome 8First, I thank my God through Jesus Christ for all of you, because your faith is being reported all over the world. 9God, whom I serve in my spirit in preaching the gospel of his Son, is my witness how constantly I remember you 10in my prayers at all times; and I pray that now at last by God’s will the way may be opened for me to come to you. 11I long to see you so that I may impart to you some spiritual gift to make you strong— 12that is, that you and I may be mutually encouraged by each other’s faith. 13I do not want you to be unaware, brothers and sisters, that I planned many times to come to you (but have been prevented from doing so until now) in order that I might have a harvest among you, just as I have had among the other Gentiles. 14I am obligated both to Greeks and non-Greeks, both to the wise and the foolish. 15That is why I am so eager to preach the gospel also to you who are in Rome. 16For I am not ashamed of the gospel, because it is the power of God that brings salvation to everyone who believes: first to the Jew, then to the Gentile. 17For in the gospel the righteousness of God is revealed—a righteousness that is by faith from first to last, just as it is written: “The righteous will live by faith.” God’s Wrath Against Sinful Humanity 18The wrath of God is being revealed from heaven against all the godlessness and wickedness of people, who suppress the truth by their wickedness, 19since what may be known about God is plain to them, because God has made it plain to them. 20For since the creation of the world God’s invisible qualities—his eternal power and divine nature—have been clearly seen, being understood from what has been made, so that people are without excuse. 21For although they knew God, they neither glorified him as God nor gave thanks to him, but their thinking became futile and their foolish hearts were darkened. 22Although they claimed to be wise, they became fools 23and exchanged the glory of the immortal God for images made to look like a mortal human being and birds and animals and reptiles. 24Therefore God gave them over in the sinful desires of their hearts to sexual impurity for the degrading of their bodies with one another. 25They exchanged the truth about God for a lie, and worshiped and served created things rather than the Creator—who is forever praised. Amen. 26Because of this, God gave them over to shameful lusts. Even their women exchanged natural sexual relations for unnatural ones. 27In the same way the men also abandoned natural relations with women and were inflamed with lust for one another. Men committed shameful acts with other men, and received in themselves the due penalty for their error. 28Furthermore, just as they did not think it worthwhile to retain the knowledge of God, so God gave them over to a depraved mind, so that they do what ought not to be done. 29They have become filled with every kind of wickedness, evil, greed and depravity. They are full of envy, murder, strife, deceit and malice. They are gossips, 30slanderers, God-haters, insolent, arrogant and boastful; they invent ways of doing evil; they disobey their parents; 31they have no understanding, no fidelity, no love, no mercy. 32Although they know God’s righteous decree that those who do such things deserve death, they not only continue to do these very things but also approve of those who practice them.
ROMANYON 1 Salusyans 1Powl, gwas a Yesu Krist, gelwys dhe vos abostol, diberthys dhe aweyl Duw 2a ragambosas dre y brofoesi yn skryptors sans, 3a-dro dh'y Vab devedhys a has Davydh war-lergh an kig 4hag a veu henwys Mab Duw yn nerth war-lergh Spyrys sansoleth dre dhasserghyans an re varow, Yesu Krist agan Arloedh; 5may kemmersyn gras hag abostolieth dredho rag dri gostytter fydh yn mysk oll an kenedhlow a-barth y hanow ev, 6yn aga mysk dell esowgh hwi ynwedh, gelwys dhe vos dhe Yesu Krist: 7Dhe'n re oll usi yn Rom, kerys gans Duw, gelwys dhe vos syns: Gras dhywgh hwi ha kres a Dhuw agan Tas ha'n Arloedh Yesu Krist. Powl a Vynn Mos dhe Rom 8Kyns oll, yth aswonnav gras dhe'm Duw dre Yesu Krist ahanowgh hwi oll, drefenn agas fydh dhe vos dyllys y'n norvys oll. 9Rag Duw yw ow dustunier, mayth esov orth y servya gans ow spyrys yn aweyl y Vab, fatell y'gas kampoellav heb hedhi, 10pup-prys y'm pysadow ow pysi may sewenav ow tos dhywgh wostiwedh war neb kor dre vodh Duw. 11Rag my a yeun agas gweles rag may rynniv dhywgh neb ro spyrysel dh'agas krevhe, 12hemm yw, rag may fyn ni kennerthys an eyl gans fydh y gila, keffrys agas fydh hwi hag ow fydh vy. 13Ny vynnav, breder, hwi dhe vos heb godhvos bos ow bodh yn fenowgh dos dhywgh (mes bys y'n eur ma my re beu lettys), rag may kyffiv nebes trevas yntredhowgh keffrys hag ynter an kenedhlow erell. 14Dhe Grekys keffrys ha dhe varbares, dhe'n re fur keffrys ha dismyghe'n re foll yth ov kendoner: 15ytho mall a'm beus oll dhe'm galloes a bregoth dhywgh ynwedh an re usi yn Rom. Galloes an Aweyl 16Rag ny'm beus meth a'n aweyl: galloes Duw dhe selwel yw hi dhe geniver a grys, dhe'n Yedhow yn kynsa ha dhe'n Grek keffrys. 17Rag ewnder Duw yw diskwedhys ynni a fydh dhe fydh dell re beu skrifys, ‘An den gwiryon a vew dre fydh.’ Kammweyth Mab-den 18Rag diskwedhys yw sorr Duw dhiworth nev erbynn oll ansansoleth ha kammhynseth a dus a lett an gwirder yn kammhynseth. 19Rag an dra a yll bos aswonnys a-dro dhe Dhuw yw apert dhedha, rag Duw re'n diskwedhas dhedha. 20Rag y gnas na veu gwelys a-dhia greashyon an bys, hemm yw y alloes heb finweth ha'y dhuwsys, re beu gwelys yn tiblans der an taklow gwrys. Ytho heb askus yns; 21rag kynth aswonnens Duw ny'n gormolens na ny aswonnens grasow dhodho avel Duw, mes euver y teuthons ha bos yn aga thybyansow ha tewlhes veu aga holonn dalsogh. 22Owth omwul fur, gyllys foll ens, 23ha treylya golewder Duw na verow yn hevelep imaj densys a beder hag ydhyn hag enyvales peswar-troesek ha pryves. 24Yndella Duw a's gasas yn drokhwansow aga holonn, dhe blosedhes, dhe dhisenora aga horf yntredha, 25neb a dreylyas gwirder Duw yn gow hag a wordhya ha servya an kreatur yn le an Gwrier, yw benniges bys vykken. Amen. 26Rakhenna Duw a's gasa dhe dhrokhwansow disenorys. Aga benynes a geschanjyas an gis naturel gans gis dinatur, 27ha'n wer ynwedh ow kasa an gis naturel gans benynes a loskas yn aga yeunadow an eyl war-lergh y gila, gwer ow fara divlas gans gwer hag ow kemmeres ynna aga honan an pewas gwiw yn attal dh'aga hammwrians. 28Ha drefenn nag o da gansa aswonnvos Duw, Duw a's gasas dhe drog vrys a dhe fara divlas. 29Gorlenwys ens a bub kammhynseth, droktra, krefni, atti. Leun a avi, moldra, strif, toell, spit, hwystroryon yns, 30sklandroryon, kasoryon Duw, tus ow tespitya, tus arvedhus, tus valgh, bostoryon, towloryon droktra, diwostydh dhe gerens, 31tus anfur, dislen, dibita, didruedh. 32Kyn hwodhons ordenans Duw may tegoedh an mernans dhe'n re a wra taklow a'n par ma, ny's gwrons yn unnsel mes plegadow gansa yw an re a's gwra.

JUDE 1 1Jude, a servant of Jesus Christ and a brother of James, To those who have been called, who are loved in God the Father and kept for Jesus Christ: 2Mercy, peace and love be yours in abundance. The Sin and Doom of Ungodly People 3Dear friends, although I was very eager to write to you about the salvation we share, I felt compelled to write and urge you to contend for the faith that was once for all entrusted to God’s holy people. 4For certain individuals whose condemnation was written about long ago have secretly slipped in among you. They are ungodly people, who pervert the grace of our God into a license for immorality and deny Jesus Christ our only Sovereign and Lord. 5Though you already know all this, I want to remind you that the Lord at one time delivered his people out of Egypt, but later destroyed those who did not believe. 6And the angels who did not keep their positions of authority but abandoned their proper dwelling—these he has kept in darkness, bound with everlasting chains for judgment on the great Day. 7In a similar way, Sodom and Gomorrah and the surrounding towns gave themselves up to sexual immorality and perversion. They serve as an example of those who suffer the punishment of eternal fire. 8In the very same way, on the strength of their dreams these ungodly people pollute their own bodies, reject authority and heap abuse on celestial beings. 9But even the archangel Michael, when he was disputing with the devil about the body of Moses, did not himself dare to condemn him for slander but said, “The Lord rebuke you!” 10Yet these people slander whatever they do not understand, and the very things they do understand by instinct—as irrational animals do—will destroy them. 11Woe to them! They have taken the way of Cain; they have rushed for profit into Balaam’s error; they have been destroyed in Korah’s rebellion. 12These people are blemishes at your love feasts, eating with you without the slightest qualm—shepherds who feed only themselves. They are clouds without rain, blown along by the wind; autumn trees, without fruit and uprooted—twice dead. 13They are wild waves of the sea, foaming up their shame; wandering stars, for whom blackest darkness has been reserved forever. 14Enoch, the seventh from Adam, prophesied about them: “See, the Lord is coming with thousands upon thousands of his holy ones 15to judge everyone, and to convict all of them of all the ungodly acts they have committed in their ungodliness, and of all the defiant words ungodly sinners have spoken against him.” 16These people are grumblers and faultfinders; they follow their own evil desires; they boast about themselves and flatter others for their own advantage. A Call to Persevere 17But, dear friends, remember what the apostles of our Lord Jesus Christ foretold. 18They said to you, “In the last times there will be scoffers who will follow their own ungodly desires.” 19These are the people who divide you, who follow mere natural instincts and do not have the Spirit. 20But you, dear friends, by building yourselves up in your most holy faith and praying in the Holy Spirit, 21keep yourselves in God’s love as you wait for the mercy of our Lord Jesus Christ to bring you to eternal life. 22Be merciful to those who doubt; 23save others by snatching them from the fire; to others show mercy, mixed with fear—hating even the clothing stained by corrupted flesh. Doxology 24To him who is able to keep you from stumbling and to present you before his glorious presence without fault and with great joy— 25to the only God our Savior be glory, majesty, power and authority, through Jesus Christ our Lord, before all ages, now and forevermore! Amen.
YUD 1 Salusyans 1Yud, gwas Yesu Krist, broder Jamys, Dhe'n re yw gelwys, karadow yn Duw an Tas ha gwithys rag Yesu Krist: 2Tregeredh re bo palshes dhywgh, ha kres ha kerensa. Breus erbynn Fals Dhyskadoryon 3Hwi garadowyon, ha genev mall dres eghenn a skrifa dhywgh a-dro dh'agan selwyans kemmyn, res o dhymm skrifa dhywgh ow pysi may striffyewgh a-barth an fydh re beu unnweyth kemmynnys dhe'n syns. 4Rag entra yn unn slynkya yn-dann gel re wrug sertan re a veu seuladhydh apoyntys dhe'n dampnyans ma, tus dhidhuw a dreyl gras agan Duw bys yn drokhwans ha nagha agan unn mester hag Arloedh, Yesu Krist. 5My a vynn dri dh'agas kov, hwi neb a woer pup-tra seulabrys, y hwrug an Arloedh, a dhelivras y bobel yn-mes a bow Ejyp, distrui an dhiskryjygyon a-wosa; 6ha'n eledh na withas aga offis aga honan mes a asas aga thrigva aga honan re beu gwithys ganso yn chaynys heb diwedh yn tewlder bys yn breus an jydh meur; 7kepar ha Sodom ha Gomorra ha'n sitys yn aga hyrghynn, a veu omres dhe'n keth dijastita hag ow mos war-lergh kig astranj, settys rag bysna yn aga hessydhyans gans tan heb diwedh. 8Byttegyns yndellma an re ma a wra defola an korf yn aga hunrosow, ha nagha awtorita, ha sklandra an re wynn. 9Pan argyas an arghel Mighal yn-dann strivya gans an jowl a-dro dhe gorf Moyses, ny vedhas ev ri breus a vlasfemi er y bynn, mes leverel, ‘Re'th kerettho an Arloedh’, 10mes an re ma a wra anvri dhe bypynag na gonvedhons; ha'n taklow a gonvedhons dre gnas kepar dell wra bestes heb reson, distruys vydhons i gansa. 11Go-i rag kerdhes war fordh Kayn hag omri aga honan rag gober dhe gammweyth Balaam, hag yn rebellyans Koragh mos dhe goll. 12An re ma yw kudhys, kepar dell vens i morgribow, yn agas prysyow-boes a gerensa, hag a wra kevewya heb own kepar ha bugeledh owth omvaga: kommolennow heb dowr, degys hwymm-hwamm gans an awelyow, gwydhennow yn kynyav helergh heb frut vyth, diwweyth marow, diwreydhys; 13mordonnow gwyls owth ewyni gans aga bismer aga honan, sterennow ow kwandra may feu dhedha gwithys an tewlder bys vykken. 14A-dro dhe'n re ma y'n seythves henedh a Adam y profoesas Enok pan leveris, ‘Otta, an Arloedh a dheuth gans y dheg-vilyow a syns, 15rag kollenwel breus war bub den oll ha keredhi pub enev a-dro dh'aga gwriansow a ansansoleth a wrussons hag a oll an geryow kales a wrug peghadoryon dhidhuw kewsel er y bynn.’ 16An re ma yw grolyogyon grodhek, omres dh'aga flesours aga honan, ha'ga ganow yw leun a vostyans, ow favera tus rag gwayn. Gwarnyans ha Keskyans 17Hwi garadowyon, perthewgh kov a dharganow abesteli agan Arloedh Yesu Krist, 18pan lavarsons i dhywgh, ‘Y'n termyn diwettha y fydh gesyoryon ow kerdhes war-lergh aga hwansow ansans aga honan.’ 19An re ma yth yw, neb a wra folsyow, tus a'n bys ma heb bos dhedha an Spyrys. 20Mes hwi garadowyon, owth omdhrehevel agas honan der agas fydh sansella, ow pysi y'n Spyrys Sans, 21omwithewgh yn kerensa Duw, ow kwaytya tregeredh agan Arloedh Yesu Krist bys yn bewnans heb diwedh. 22Bedhewgh truedhek dhe'n re a dhout; 23sawyewgh re erell orth aga hibya yn-mes a'n tan; kemmerewgh truedh a re erell yn own, ha kesewgh ynwedh an dhillasenn hy honan re beu mostys gans an kig. Bennath 24Lemmyn dhe neb a yll agas gwitha rag koedha ha'gas gorra heb namm a-rag y wolewder gans heudhder, 25dhe'n unn Duw agan Selwyas, dre Yesu Krist agan Arloedh, dhodho re bo gordhyans, meuredh, mestrynses, ha galloes kyns pub oes ha lemmyn ha bys vynnari. Amen.

1 TIMOTHY 4 1The Spirit clearly says that in later times some will abandon the faith and follow deceiving spirits and things taught by demons. 2Such teachings come through hypocritical liars, whose consciences have been seared as with a hot iron. 3They forbid people to marry and order them to abstain from certain foods, which God created to be received with thanksgiving by those who believe and who know the truth. 4For everything God created is good, and nothing is to be rejected if it is received with thanksgiving, 5because it is consecrated by the word of God and prayer. 6If you point these things out to the brothers and sisters, you will be a good minister of Christ Jesus, nourished on the truths of the faith and of the good teaching that you have followed. 7Have nothing to do with godless myths and old wives’ tales; rather, train yourself to be godly. 8For physical training is of some value, but godliness has value for all things, holding promise for both the present life and the life to come. 9This is a trustworthy saying that deserves full acceptance. 10That is why we labor and strive, because we have put our hope in the living God, who is the Savior of all people, and especially of those who believe. 11Command and teach these things. 12Don’t let anyone look down on you because you are young, but set an example for the believers in speech, in conduct, in love, in faith and in purity. 13Until I come, devote yourself to the public reading of Scripture, to preaching and to teaching. 14Do not neglect your gift, which was given you through prophecy when the body of elders laid their hands on you. 15Be diligent in these matters; give yourself wholly to them, so that everyone may see your progress. 16Watch your life and doctrine closely. Persevere in them, because if you do, you will save both yourself and your hearers.
1 TIMOTHI 4 Gwarnyans erbynn Fals Dhyskadoryon 1An Spyrys a lever yn tiblans re dhe asa an fydh yn termynyow diwettha ha gul vri a fals spyrysyon ha dyskasow dywolow; 2yn falsuri gowleverysi, leskys aga howses gans horn. 3I a dhifenn demmedhyans hag a worhemmynn omwitha rag boes a veu gwrys gans Duw dhe ranna gans grasyans yntra kryjygyon, ha'n re re wodhva an gwir 4Rag da yw pub kreatur a Dhuw, ha nyns yw res gorra travyth dhe-ves, mars yw degemmerys gans grasyans, 5drefenn y vos sakrys dre er Duw ha pysadow. Menyster Da a Grist Yesu 6Mar profydh an taklow ma dhe'n vreder, gwas da dhe Grist Yesu vydhydh, megys gans geryow an fydh ha'n dyskas da re siwsys. 7Mes skon hwedhlow didhuw ha hwedhlow gwraghes, ha lavur troha sansoleth; 8rag lavur an korf yw nebes dhe les, mes sansoleth yw dhe les rag pup-tra, gans ambos bewnans y'n termyn ma hag yn termyn a dheu. 9Lel yw an ger ha gwiw dhe gemmeryans leun. 10Dhe hemma ni a lavur ha strivya, rag yma agan govenek y'n Duw bew, neb yw an Selwador a bub den, hag a gryjygyon dres oll. 11Gwra erghi ha dyski an taklow ma. 12Na dhispresys denvyth dha yowynkneth, mes deus ha bos patron dhe'n gryjygyon yn lavar, yn bewedh, yn kerensa, yn fydh, yn glander. 13Erna dhyffiv, omri dhe lenna skryptor, dhe gennerth, ha dhe dhyski. 14Na wra dispresya an ro usi ynnos a veu res dhiso dre brofoesans gans gorra diwla an henavogyon warnas. 15Gwra oberi gans an taklow ma; bydh diwysyk y'n taklow ma may fo dha avonsyans diblans dhe bub den. 16Bydh war a-dro dhiso jy dha honan, hag a-dro dhe'th tyskas; gwra pesya ynna i, rag, ow kul yndella, ty a wra omselwel, ha selwel ynwedh dha woslowysi.

“So, where’s the fucking army?” I said. “Their helicopters appeared on day one, hovered overhead for a few hours and then pissed off. What the hell use is that?” A good question, thought Paul but neither of us was Hannibal nor that famous Chinese military tactician whose name I can never remember. (Sung Tzu?) What did we know about military stuff? Well, actually, I’d been in the Army Cadet Corps for a couple of years – toy soldiers, if you like. I’d been on a few overnight bivouacs, listened to a few lectures from regular army guys who were just back from ‘Nam. That set me, ever so marginally, ahead of Paul – and I said so. “Okay then, Hannibal,” he said, only with a hint of sarcasm. “Tell us what you’d do if you were in charge of the Australian Army” Er? “The problem is unprecedented and spreading rapidly,” I started. “So, I’d abandon those who had already been affected and concentrate on containment.” “Hmm,” said Paul. “All the evidence suggest they have, in fact done precisely that. So, what then?” “I’d call for help. The problem is too big for our forces alone – we’d need the Yanks. And they’d come because they wouldn’t want the problem to spread beyond our borders – and don’t forget that all our borders are sea borders. So, the infection could potentially be stopped from spreading overseas if enough effort is put into the problem while it is still in Australia. Block up the air and sea ports, for starters.” Paul agreed that this made sense: “But where are all the Yanks?” “They’d still be coming,” I said. “By and large, it takes time to gear up for a war – even one like this. And don’t forget – unlike us – their best troops are still bogged down in Vietnam. There’s still a war on there, you know.” (This was before the Fall of Saigon in 1975 – as you will have guessed.) “And our own troops?” asked Paul.
Ytho, ple’ma an lu euthyk?” yn-medhav. “Y teuth aga eskelli-tro an kynsa dydh ha bargesi a-vann nebes euryow – hag ena i a fias dhe’n fo. Py par devnydh yw henna?” Kwestyon da a brederis Powl mes nyns o naneyl na y gila yntredhon Hannibal (na an taktygyth Chinek na, meur y vri, na allav nevra an hanow perthi kov anodho). (Sung Tzu?) Pyth a wodhyen ni a-dro dhe’n taklow breselyek? Wel, yn hwir, my re via esel Bagas Prentys-Soudoryon Ostrali dres dew vlydhen – ‘soudoryon-wariell’, dell leverys. My re wrussa nebes gwerselvaow y’n gwylvos ha goslowes orth arethow res gans an soudoryon wir neb a dhehwelsa a-gynsow dhiworth ‘Nam. Ytho, ow skians vy o nebes gwella es skians Powl – gans temmik, dhe’n lyha. My a leveris yndella orto. “Da lowr, a Hannibal,” yn-medh ev, gans marnas tamm kows asper. “Lavar orthymm pyth a wrelles jy mar pia dhis charj an Lu Ostralek.” A? “Nyns eus bleynyans vyth dhe’n kudynn ma, uskis y leshans lemmyn,” a dhallathis vy. “Ytho, my a forsak’sa an re a via tochyes gans an klevesans seulabrys - ha gul devnydh a’m kerthow dh’y gontaynya.” “Hmm,” yn-medh Powl. “Oll an dustuni a gampoell an lu dhe wul poran an traow na. Ytho, pyth a wrusses jy ena?” “My a wrussa galow rag gweres. An kudynn ma yw re veur rag agan luyow diogoledh unnsell – y fia res a’n Yankis.” Hag y tothyens i drefenn na vynnnsens an kudynn dhe omlesa dres agan emlow – ha porth kov a’gan emlow oll dhe vos emlow an mor. Ytho, possybyl a via hedhi an klevesans mar fe strivyans lowr rag gwitha an kudynn yn Ostrali. Yn kynsa le, y fia res stoppya oll an daromres der an porthow, y’ga mysk an ayrborthow.” Akordyes o Powl bos fur an tyvbyans ma: “Byttegyns, ple’ma oll an Yankis?” “Y fiens i hwath ow tos,” yn-medhav. “Dre vras, res yw termyn rag pareusi gwerrya – ha kyn fe kepar ha’n huni ma. Ha, porth kov arta aga gwella soudoryon dhe vos hwath glenys y’n stag Vietnam – dihaval dh’agan soudoryon agan honan. Yma hwath bresel ena, dell wodhesta.” (Yth esa an hwarvosow ma kyns Koedh Saigon yn 1975 – dell yllowgh dismygi.) “Ha’gan soudoryon agan honan?” a wovynnas Powl.

Shaking all over from the exertion, I managed to do this – not so gently. I had no strength at all in reserve and marvelled at the fact that the two of us had managed to carry this massive thing so far. I stopped and, trying to control my quivering, listened. No snoring was audible. It was still night and the guard’s snoring had been clearly audible from this distance on the night before. “Anyone there?” came a stern-sounding voice. Bugger – I had been heard by the guard. (What ever happened to the imprecation “friend or foe” that I had been taught in my time as a toy soldier?) Or, maybe, he had merely been awakened by the noise without really hearing it. (Or so I hoped.) I motioned to David to remain still. I heard the guard noisily lifting his rifle – the sound of the thick, woven strap casually slapping the butt was quite distinctive for me. The sound of heavy boots, equally familiar, started approaching us. Fight or flight? Neither – stay put! “Anyone there?” the voice repeated, with perceptible uncertainty. Uncertainty? Yes, that’s what we wanted. I decided we should stay put and, soon the footsteps retreated without the guard having seen us. I knew the plan had gone too far for us to abandon without raising suspicion – and, probably, initiating a detailed search of the cemetery which, as far as I knew, had not previously been done. (After all, who hides in a cemetery?) David and I stood, frozen to the spot for about twenty minutes before we heard the resumption of the guard’s snoring. Time to move. The main driveway to the cemetery was, unfortunately, relatively flat. So, for silent running, it needed both of us to push the khaki-coloured ute, me from the driver’s wheel and David from the rear. (It took some little time to indicate to him what it was that I required but I needed his strength. So, I persisted until he understood.)
Ow krena heb kontrol drefenn an stryvyans ma, my a sewenas yn y wul – mes nyns o hemma gwrys mar gosel ha Davydh. Nyns esa nerth mann gesys dhymm ha meur o’m marth drefenn ni dhe alloes, an dhew, doen an dra ma, meur hy thewder, mar bell. My a hedhis. Ha my assayys dhe gontrolya ow kren, yth esen ow goslowes. Ronk vyth bos klywys. Nos o hwath ha renkyans an gwithyas re via klywys dhiworth an pellder ma nyhewer. “Eus nebonan ena?” a dheuth lev asper. Buggra – y fien klywys gans an gwithyas. (Pyth re hwarvia dhe’n chalenj “Kothman po eskar?” re via dyskys pan vien souder-wariell?) Po, martesen, an tros re’n difunsa hepken heb y glywes yn hwir. (Po, yndellna o govenek dhymm.) My a wrug mosion dhe Dhavydh rag leverel dhodho dhe remaynya kosel. My a glywas an gwithyas dhe dhrehevel yn trosek y wonn hir – son an ledhrenn, tew ha gwiys, ow hwattya erbynn an karn, o aswonnys yn ta dhymm. Son an botasennow poesek, aswonnys yn ta keffrys, a dhallathas dos troha ni. Batalyas po fia? Nag an eyl po y gila – gortos! “Eus nebonan ena?” a dhasleveris an voys, meur y ansurneth. Ansurneth? Ya, henn o pyth a vynnen ni. My a erviras y talvien gortos. Ena, yn skon, yth esa kildennans a’n kammow heb agan bos gwelys gans an gwithyas. My a wodhya an towl dhe vos re avonsyes seulabrys. Ny yllyn y forsakya heb kawsya gogrys – ha, gwirhaval, heb dalleth hwithrans dien an ynkleudhva. Dell grysyn, ny via kyns hwithrans anedhi. (Wosa oll, piw omgudhsa yn ynkleudhva?) Y sevi Davydh ha my, heb gwayans vyth, dres ogas dhe ugens mynysenn kyns ni dhe glywes renkyans an gwithyas dasdhalleth. Termyn o dhe fia.

CASTLEMAINE GARDENS There was simply no point in remonstrating with David – anymore than there would have been with a pack of hyenas or a pride of lions. David was a killer – that was now part of his nature. (Part of our nature?) However, I needed to get him away from his kill before we arrived at the next scheduled stop. I calculated, correctly, that the crime (if such it be) would be discovered almost as soon as we pulled into the station. The kill (though death had been quick) had been very messy and bloody. It was entirely instinctive and David had given no thought to concealing it. If we’d had the time and equipment, it would have taken hours to clean up and dispose of the remains. We had neither. David continued his feasting as I considered our options. David’s grisly noise did not help. There was really only one option: flee the train at the earliest opportunity and hide in whichever place best presented itself. Castlemaine was the next scheduled stop. It’s a medium-sized own of, maybe, 10,000 people. It was once much bigger – as were many such towns – during the Victorian Goldrush of the 1850’s and 1860’s. But now it relied on agriculture and tourism. I was familiar, in general terms, with its layout as I had visited elderly relatives there several times in my childhood. Where to flee? Where to hide? I guessed I had less than 10 minutes to weigh my options. There were many abandoned mine-shafts but they were way out of town – and very dangerous. Any mines closer to town had been blocked off or filled in decades ago. So, forget that idea. I remembered that, when I was a kid, I’d played in the botanical gardens. For such a modest town, these were fine gardens. When the town had been larger and more prosperous, the wealthy burghers had decided their town needed such a place for genteel recreation. One of those burghers had even named the ornamental lake after his wife, Lake Johanna. It was a largish lake with an island in the middle where ducks and waterfowl made their nests and raised their young. And, moreover, the gardens were within 100m of the train station, on the edge of town. With luck, a lot of luck, we could sprint there before the mess in the baggage car were discovered.
PARK MEUR KASTLEMAYNE Nyns o poynt vyth ow kul plentyans gans Davydh. A blentir gans pakk eusvilas po teylu lewyon? Ladher o Davydh – henn o lemmyn rann y gnas. (Rann agan gnas?) Byttegyns, res o dhymm y gemmeres dhiworth y ladh kyns ni dhe dhrehedhes an nessa gorsav. My a reknas, yn ewn, an drogober (mars o yndella yn hwir) dhe vos diskudhys kettell dhrehedhsen an orsav. Kyn re via uskis an ladh, ev o goesek ha strolyek. Travyth a-der anyen re’n gidsa. Ny via preder vyth dhodho a-dro dh’y gudha. Mar pe dhyn termyn ha daffar y fia edhomm a ouryow rag klanhe an leur ha gul ‘kellys’ an korf. Nyns esa nag an eyl nag y gila dhyn ni. Davydh a besyas an wledh ha my ombrederys. (Ny’m gweresa trosow grysel Davydh.) Pyth o agan dewisow? Nyns o saw unn dhewis yn hwir: fia an tren skonna galla hag omgudha plepynag a via an gwella le ena. An nessa gorsav o Kastlemayne. Tre vras lowr, yth esa dhedhi, martesen, 10,000 enev. Nans yw termyn hir, nebes brassa o – kepar dell o lies tre yn Budhykka – drefenn Fysk dh’Owr dres an blydhynnyow 1850 ha 1860. Y’n termyn ma, hi a worra hy fydh yn ammeth hag yn tornyaseth. My a wodhya da lowr aray stretow an dre ma drefenn my dhe vysytya yn fenowgh ow herens goth ena pan en vy fleghik. Dhe ble a dalvien fia? Po omgudha? My a galkyas bos dhymm le es 10 mynysenn rag konsydra ow dewisow. Yth esa lies shafta forsakyes mes yth esens nebes pellder dhiworth an dre – ha pur beryllus. Oll an shaftys hag o nessa dhe’n dre re via lettys po lenwys nans yw degblydhynnyow. Ytho, y hyllys ankevi an tybyans na. My a borthas kov my dhe wari, pan en vy fleghik, y’n park lowsoniethel. Rag tre vyghan lowr, hemm o park pur deg. Pan o brassa an dre, yn termynyow sewenus (drefenn an owr), an vurjysi rych re ervirsa bos edhomm dh’aga thre a le a’n par na rag aga gwari jentyl. Onan yntr’an vurjysi re henwis hogen lynn an park warlergh y wreg, Johanna hy hanow. Lynn vras lowr o, ynys y gres may hwrug an heyji ha’n ydhyn aga neythow ha may hallsens maga aga miles yowynk. Ha, dres henna, nyns esa an park saw ogas dhe 100m dhiworth an orsav, war ryb an dre. Gans chons da, meur a jons da, ni a allsa resek ena kyns o diskudhys strol y’n koch-fardell.

In this, he behaved like a small child who didn’t want to take a bath – but, in his case, I was unable to bribe him with a rubber ducky or toy boats to play with. Eventually, he relented and allowed me to strip and re-clothe him. He became “Lance-Corporal Kimson” but, as he didn’t have a speaking part in our next little drama, I did not need to bring this to his attention. After so much effort and time wasted, we stood together: a trim, fresh-faced sergeant and a grey-faced lance-corporal – both sans socks. “Time to help me with the coffin now, Dave,” I said. He had not previously understood this part of my plan, I’m sure, but, with a bit of play-acting and hand-gestures, he came to realize that I wanted him to take one end of the ornate coffin and lift it with me. After opening the steel crypt door wide, I returned and started to lift ‘my end’ of the box – and David, haltingly, copied what I was doing at his own end. “Shit! This thing is bloody heavy,” I said to myself. I thought perhaps I ought to abandon the plan as I was not at all sure I could sustain the weight for long enough to get it to one of the vehicles (about 75 – 100 metres from the crypt.) Before we even got through the door of the crypt, I was quivering from a load that was at the very limit of my physical ability. (I was a pretty skinny kid at the time.) The coffin, with its heavy timber construction and ornate metal handles, weighed, maybe, twice as much as a standard coffin. The problem was that we had only one coffin to choose from and, frankly, we were lucky to have that. David held his end of the thing aloft and was showing no signs of strain. (I thought zombies were supposed to be weak – but, noooo!) “Okay, Mate,” I groaned. “Put it down – gently.” He did so without fuss and I stood panting and sweating as I considered our options. Maybe, I thought, we could salvage a ‘used’ coffin from one of the niches in the crypt – one that was of a standard weight.
Ev a omdhug kepar ha fleghik na vynna omvadhya. Byttegyns, yn y studh, ny yllyn y falswobra gans hosik-rubber po skathow-wariellow. Wor’tiwedh, kepar dell leveris, ev a dhisorras lowr rag gasa my dh’y dhiwiska ha dh’y daswiska unnweyth arta. Yndellna, ev a dheuth ha bos “Is-Korporal Kymmson” mes, drefenn na via part kewsys, y bart y’gan nessa drama byghan, nyns esa edhomm dhymm a dherivas dhodho pyth esa y hanow nowydh. Wosa meur a dermyn ha stryvyans skoellyes, yth esen a’gan sav warbarth: serjont kempenn y horf ha fresk y fisment, hag is-kaporal ...er, loes y fisment – ha heb lodrigow an dhew. “Termyn yw rag ow gweres gans an eler lemmyn, ‘Dhav,” yn-medhav. Ny gonvedhsa kyns y rann ev y’m towl, sur ov, mes, gans nebes aktyans-wari ha mosions, ev a dhallathas konvedhes my dh’y vynnes kemmeres unn benn an eler afinus ha’y drehevel genev. Wosa my dhe igeri ledan daras durek an gleudhgell, my a dhasdheuth ha dalleth drehevel ow fenn vy an eler – ha Davydh, ynn-unn-hokya, a wrug war ow lergh gans y benn y honan. “Kawgh! Euthyk poes yw an dra ma,” yn-medhav yn-dann ow gwyns. My a brederis my dhe dyli martesen forsakya an towl drefenn na vos sur mann a’m galloes doen an poester dres termyn lowr rag drehedhes onan yntra’n kerri (pellder ynter 75m ha 100m dhiworth an gleudhgell.) Kyns ni dhe dremena hogen daras an gleudhgell, yth esen vy ow krysya drefenn bos poester moy es dell yllyn doen – po ogas. (Y’n termyn ma, pur groenek en.) Yth esa dhe’n eler, gwrys gans prenn tew ha dornleow metelyek hag afinus, poester, martesen, diwweyth kekemmys poester geler herwydh usadow. Agan kudynn o fowt dewis geler dhihaval. Yn hwir, unn eler hogen dhyn o chons. Davydh a synsi a-ugh y benn. Ny dhiskwedhi sinys vydh a’y vos yn tenn. (My re gryssa zombis dhe vos konsydrys gwann – byttegyns, nyns yw an kas vyth!) “Da lowr, ‘Vata,” a hanasis vy. “Sett hi war an leur – yn tov.” Ev a wrug yndellna heb trynn ha my sevys, meur ow dyenans ha’m hwysans, rag ombrederi a-dro dh’agan dewisow. Martesen, a brederis vy, y hallsen ni selwel neppyth dhiworth neythik arall, geler re via “okkupyes” seulabrys - geler a boester herwydh usadow.