A Cornish Tale about Our L\u2019il Village by Sal Tregenna.<\/p>\n
Well, me deers, I spoase you wuz all lookin\u2019 vore to zeein\u2019 th\u2019 new Budget, wadden\u2019ee, zame\u2019s us wuz yur in our li\u2019l village. An\u2019 I \u2018opes you\u2019m plazed wo\u2019n now you knaws wot \u2018e iz! I can\u2019t zay everybody yur iz, ll th\u2019 zame. Vather purty grumbled cuz there wadden nort took off th\u2019 baccy, an\u2019 I zed I reckoned they might hev left us hev our tay a mite cheeper! Still, there\u2019s a gude menny vokes yur purty smilin\u2019 now, speshully the skule taichers, an\u2019 th\u2019 men \u2018pon th\u2019 dole, an\u2019 they wot hev got motor cars an\u2019 brave gude inkums!
\nJANE AN\u2019 OLE SLY
\nMe an\u2019 Jane hap to be out in the road taalkin\u2019 when th\u2019 ole paper veller cum along las\u2019 Wensday, so coarse us stopt there lookin\u2019 to wot it zed \u2018bout this yur ole Budget. Jane wuz properly dishgusted, iss \u2018er wuz. \u201cWhy, tedden nort to \u2018elp th\u2019 likes o\u2019 us,\u201d zes she. \u201cI caals it a blessid waash-out, that I do. If they\u2019d bring down th\u2019 price o\u2019 livin\u2019 twould be zummin like it. But strikes me tiz all to \u2018elp they wot doant want it.\u201d Jist then \u2018long cums ole Pleeceman Sly, wi\u2019 \u2018is toes terned out an\u2019 a gurt smile \u2018pon \u2018is vaace. \u201cWell, ladies,\u201d zes \u2018e, \u201c I spoase you\u2019m delited wi\u2019 th\u2019 Budget, bant\u2019ee?\u201d \u201cNo, I bant,\u201d snaps Jane. \u201cI wuz jist zayin\u2019 wot a dishgrace tiz that there idden nort in it to \u2018elp us pore vokes wot wants \u2018elp. If you ax me th\u2019 ones wot doant do no wurk, an\u2019 th\u2019 ones wot gits the\u2019r livin\u2019 mighty aizey, be th\u2019 ones that vares best every time.\u201d Coarse, ole Sly dedden like that, an\u2019 \u2018e axed Jane wot \u2018er mained. \u201cSurely you mus\u2019 knaw that if us gits our pay roze agane tiz gain make things bedder all roun,\u201d zes \u2018e. \u201cI can\u2019t zee that,\u201d zes Jane. \u201c\u2019Ow do\u2019ee make that out?\u201d \u201cWell,\u201d zes \u2018e, \u201cif I got more munney to spaind, I shall be abel to buy more, shent I?\u201d \u201cWell, that idden gain do nobody else no gude,\u201d zes Jane. \u201cIss tiz, Missus,\u201d zes \u2018e. \u201cI\u2019ll \u2018splain it to \u2018ee, now. Everything you buy makes wurk vur zumbody, doant it? If you buys a pare o\u2019 boots, tiz wurk vur zumbody to make \u2018em, an\u2019 th\u2019 zame be everything else. Do\u2019ee zee wot I main? Zo it stan\u2019s to rayson that wi\u2019 zo menny hunderds o\u2019 vokes all droo th\u2019 cuntry hevin\u2019 more to spend, tiz gain make more wurk, an\u2019 tha\u2019s wot this cuntry needs, idden it?\u201d
\nJANE DOANT AGREE.
\n\u201cIss,\u201d zes Jane. \u201cI deerzay th\u2019 cuntry do need more wurk, but ha\u2019f th\u2019 blessid men doant! They bant gain wurk if they can go an\u2019 git paid vur doin\u2019 nort. Bezides, I reckons you ole pleecemen gits paid too much be ha\u2019f. Tedden like if you dun ort mutch to earn it! I wish to gudeness I could git dree or vower poun\u2019 a weak jist vur stalkin\u2019 up an\u2019 down droo th\u2019 village wi\u2019 a blew zuit an\u2019 big \u2018at on, an\u2019 skeerin\u2019 th\u2019 cheldern away! An\u2019 there\u2019s my pore ole man got to louster like a navvy vur thirty-bob a weak. I caal\u2019t wecked, that I do!\u201d \u201cWell, Missus,\u201d zes ole Sly, \u201cyou aut to hev married a Pleeceman, then p\u2019raps you\u2019d hev bin plaized.\u201d Jane snorted like a grampus. \u201cMarried a pleeceman, indaid,\u201d snaps she, \u201cI never zeed one gude lookin\u2019 enuff, or else I might hev!\u201d Wi\u2019 that ole Sly stalked away off; still smilin\u2019. I reckon twould hev took a brave mite to rub off thikky smile that day.
\nTH\u2019 LECKSHUN
\nThen us \u2018ad a brave ole spree auver th\u2019 leckshun, too. There wuz dree o\u2019 \u2018em put up; Varmer Brown, an\u2019 Varmer Trehane, an\u2019 Butcher Bone. Coarse, us waint up to th\u2019 mittin\u2019s an\u2019 yurd wot they all \u2018ad to zay vur the\u2019r\u2019zels, an\u2019 I mus\u2019 zay they all tould a blessid gude yarn. A body would think our li\u2019l village wuz gain be a li\u2019l parrydise when they got in \u2018pon th\u2019 Districk Council to yur they talk. Tiz zackly like th\u2019 leckshuns vur Parleymint, idden it, th\u2019 way they cums roun\u2019 an\u2019 tries to taalk\u2019ee auver? They wuz all reddy to ait us vur weaks avore-\u2018and, an\u2019 the\u2019r Missuses wuz gain roun\u2019 shakin\u2019 \u2018ands wi\u2019 everybody. Like I zed to Jane, when ole Missus Bone cum vore shakin\u2019 \u2018ands wi\u2019 us, \u2018er wont knaw us agane nex\u2019 week. \u2018Er\u2019ll be passin\u2019 by on th\u2019 tother zide, an\u2019 talkin\u2019 no more \u2018count o\u2019 us that if us \u00a0wuz a cupple o\u2019 yurriwigs!
\nEnnyway, Varmer Brown an\u2019 Varmer Trehane got in, an\u2019 th\u2019 chaps \u2018ad a purty ole spree thikky nite. They cum down yur an\u2019 axed vur the lend o\u2019 our ole dunkey shay, an\u2019 away they waint dra\u2019in o\u2019n behind \u2018em. When they knawed who wuz gone in they dra\u2019ed \u2018em all roun\u2019 th\u2019 village, one to a time, an\u2019 Jim Snell waint \u2018long avore playin\u2019 \u201cE\u2019 a jolly gude veller\u201d \u2018pon \u2018i ole \u2018corgin. They dra\u2019ed boath o\u2019 \u2018em to pub to vanish wi\u2019, zo I reckon that wuz a brave gude \u2018int, doant you? Pore ole Varmer Trehane looked brave an\u2019 shuy when they landed\u2019n up \u2018pon th\u2019 pub dore-step I can tell\u2019ee! \u2018E\u2019s a gurt tay-total man, \u2018e iz, an\u2019 it mus\u2019 hev waint agin th\u2019 grain wi\u2019n. But Jim Snell zed \u2018e would\u2019n be bait be Varmer Brown, zo \u2018e axed \u2018em all to go in an\u2019 drink \u2018is \u2018ealth in ginger beer! \u2018E dedden go in \u2018izzel\u2019, zo \u2018e dedden zee wot they dun. But if there\u2019s enny gain be th\u2019 way Vather an\u2019 Zilas cum \u2018ome thikky nite arm-in-arm like a pare o\u2019 coarters, well, I reckons it mus\u2019 hev bin nashun strong ginger-beer!<\/p>\n
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A Cornish Tale about Our L\u2019il Village by Sal Tregenna. Well, me deers, I spoase you wuz all lookin\u2019 vore to zeein\u2019 th\u2019 new Budget, wadden\u2019ee, zame\u2019s us wuz yur in our li\u2019l village. An\u2019 I \u2018opes you\u2019m plazed wo\u2019n now you knaws wot \u2018e iz! I can\u2019t zay everybody yur iz, ll th\u2019 zame. […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"parent":1020,"menu_order":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","template":"","meta":{"om_disable_all_campaigns":false,"footnotes":""},"class_list":["post-1041","page","type-page","status-publish","hentry","has-post-title","has-post-date","has-post-category","has-post-tag","has-post-comment","has-post-author",""],"aioseo_notices":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/launcestonthen.co.uk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/1041","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/launcestonthen.co.uk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/launcestonthen.co.uk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/page"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/launcestonthen.co.uk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/launcestonthen.co.uk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1041"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/launcestonthen.co.uk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/1041\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1044,"href":"https:\/\/launcestonthen.co.uk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/1041\/revisions\/1044"}],"up":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/launcestonthen.co.uk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/1020"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/launcestonthen.co.uk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1041"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}