I haven’t blogged much lately. Indeed, a world terrorists has been eliminated. A prince married without mention and most significantly my father in law said goodbye to his seventies without without so much as a comment comment.
But funnily enough, no one has noticed.
Well, maybe one person.
Ond dw i ddim yn poeni – but I am not worried
Dw i ‘n rhy prysur! I am too busy.
I have a language to learn.
Dw i wedi bod yn ymarfer siarad Cymreag am hanner awr, bob dydd. I have been practicing speaking Welsh for half an hour every day. Sometimes, morning and evening.
Dw in meddwl yn Cymreag, trwy ‘r dydd – I think about Welsh all day.
Pryd dw i’n deffro, pryd dw i’n bwyta fy Nghinio, a pryd dw i’n mynd i wely.
When I wake, when I eat my lunch and when I go to bed.
Dw i’n periant! I am a machine.
Dw i ddim wedi yn ysgriffenu yn Cymraeg, yn aml iawn – that is to say: I don’t write in Cymraeg very often. Achos, dw i’n ofni i wneud camgymeriadau – because I am afraid to make mistakes.