A Cornish Tale about Our L\u2019il Village by Sal Tregenna.<\/p>\n
Well, me deers, I spoase Spring\u2019s cum agane, idden it! In spite o\u2019 all th\u2019 wisht ole we\u2019ther an\u2019 all th\u2019 rain, us can\u2019t deny\u2019t no longer, tiz reilly Spring time agane. Th\u2019 vlowers be zayin\u2019 zo, enny\u2019ow. Look \u2018ow th\u2019 lanes be vull o\u2019 primroses, vi\u2019lets an\u2019 buddercups, an\u2019 bluebells be on th\u2019 way! Th\u2019 May blossom\u2019s out \u2018pon th\u2019 garden haidge, too, an\u2019 if you puts yer nawse outside th\u2019 vrent dore you can git a bedder scent than ever cum out o\u2019 a boddle, when th\u2019 wind is blawin\u2019 cross th\u2019 waal-vlower baid. Th; burds be zayin\u2019 zo, too, a\u2019buildin\u2019 the\u2019r nests an\u2019 \u2018athchin\u2019 th\u2019r young, bics, \u2018em\u2019 Yisterday mornin\u2019 when I walked up I yurd th\u2019 rain lashin\u2019 agin th\u2019 winder, and\u2019 th\u2019 wind gain whoopooh in th\u2019 chembley. Then I yurd th\u2019 sparrers chitterin\u2019 onder th\u2019 eaves, and\u2019 a thrush zingin\u2019 vit to bust \u2018is westcoat! Like I zed to Vather ez us wuz hevin\u2019 our brexus, th\u2019 vlowers an\u2019 th\u2019 burds knaws when th\u2019 Spring\u2019s cum if us doant. An\u2019 I\u2019m sure all o\u2019 us do knaw\u2019t in our h\u2019arts, you, vur everybody\u2019s lookin\u2019 roun\u2019 in th\u2019 corners, an\u2019 vendin\u2019 th\u2019 cobwebs, an\u2019 takin\u2019 down th\u2019 picters vrom th\u2019 waals, an\u2019 killin\u2019 th\u2019 gurt vat spiders wot bin lodgin\u2019 there all th\u2019 winter! An\u2019 I\u2019ll warn there bin curtains an\u2019 counterpins out \u2018pon jist every line, \u2018ceps Jane\u2019s o\u2019 course!
\nVETTY PROOF
\nAn\u2019 if ennybody wants enny more proof than that, well, Vather hev, teeled \u2018is shallots, my deer! An\u2019 Nurse hev vaaled in luv at last! Coarse, \u2018er won\u2019t omit it, not \u2018et, but I knaws th\u2019 signs, bless\u2019ee. I dunno if I ever menshuned young Maister Joe Green to\u2019ee, or no? \u2018E do play th\u2019 horgan up to Church, an\u2019 one time th\u2019 pore boy wuz mazed ez a brish arter Passen\u2019s darter, Miss Mary, aunly \u2018er would\u2019n hev nort to do wi\u2019n. Cum \u2018pon that er doant zim to be a marryin\u2019 zoart, an\u2019 a gude job too, in one way, vur wot Passen an\u2019 Missus would do wi\u2019out \u2018er I doant knaw. Well, young Green lives wi\u2019 \u2018is Ma in a nice house jist outside th\u2019 village. \u2018Er\u2019s a wider, iz Mizzus Green, an\u2019 \u2018er man used to be a skulemaister. Young Green wux gain in vur th\u2019 skule-taichen\u2019 bizzens, too, but \u2018e wadden tarrable strong, an\u2019 Dr. devised\u2019n to go in vur zum outdore work instid. \u2018E got a very hude milk roun\u2019 now, an\u2019 \u2018e goes in vur all zoarts o\u2019 zide lines an\u2019 I yur \u2018e\u2019s makin munney, bein\u2019 a zavin\u2019 stiddy chap. Nurse bin gain out there a terrible lot lately to zee Missus Green. \u2018er \u2018ad a nasty vaal down auver th\u2019 steers beginnin\u2019 o\u2019 th\u2019 winter, an\u2019 \u2018urted \u2018er arm, an\u2019 Nurse bin gain there to massidge\u2019n, ez \u2018er caals it, vur a very purty time now. I\u2019ve \u2018ad a noshun there wuz zummin in th\u2019 wind, ez th\u2019 zayin\u2019 iz, but nobody else heb\u2019n zed nort zo I bin \u2018oldin\u2019 me noise. But now Nurse hev tooked to gain to Church regler, an\u2019 when I axed \u2018er tother Zenday aivmen when \u2018er cum in wot zoart o\u2019 a zarmon Passen praiched, \u2018er looked all vulish, an\u2019 I knawed \u2018er \u2018ad\u2019n yurd a wurd o\u2019t! I zoon vound out \u2018er dedden even knaw wot th\u2019 tex\u2019 wuz! But \u2018er knawed wot hym\u2019s they \u2018ad my deer, an\u2019 er wuz able to tell me that Maister Green played th\u2019 horgan zummin windervull! \u201cTell \u2018bout they there chaps that plays th\u2019 horgan \u2018pon th\u2019 wireless!\u201d zes she. \u201cwhy, they coul\u2019n \u2018old a candel to Joe Green, I tell\u2019ee \u2018e makes thikky horgan spaik!\u201d Vather wuz zettin\u2019 avore th\u2019 vire, zuckin\u2019 \u2018is ole pipe, an\u2019 I zeed\u2019n lookin\u2019 to \u2018er brave an\u2019 knawin, \u201cIss,\u201d zes \u2018e winkin \u2018is heye to me, \u201c\u2019e can play proper, Nurse, zo \u2018e can. Pity th\u2019 pore chap\u2019s zo ugly tho\u2019, idden it?\u201d Aw, my deer days, you should hev yurd \u2018er gain vur Vather, then! Like I zed to mezel\u2019 arter, that wuz vitty proof that wuz! I bant zo old but wot I can mind th\u2019 time when I thort Vather wuz th\u2019 \u2018ansumest chap in all th\u2019 village! \u2018Tho\u2019 I deer zay other vokes thort \u2018e wuz ghastly \u2018nuff! Zo now I\u2019m kippin\u2019 me heyes abroad vur vurder developments, ez th\u2019 zayin\u2019 iz, an\u2019 if there\u2019s ort in it twull zoon be knawed wi\u2019 light aivmens cumin on an\u2019 all!
\nGURT DOINS
\nI spoase vokes be makin\u2019 plans everywhere now vur gurt doin\u2019s to sallybrate th\u2019 Coronashun. They\u2019m purty an\u2019 bizzy in our li\u2019l village, an\u2019 if all goes well, an\u2019 th\u2019we\u2019ther\u2019s vine. I reckon us be in vur a very purty ole spree! They \u2018ad a mittin\u2019 back along to dezide where they should e;lect roun\u2019 th\u2019 village an\u2019 git munney to gi\u2019e everybody a vree tay an\u2019 trade, or where it should be put \u2018pon th\u2019 rates. Vather an\u2019 a purty passell o\u2019 others wuz aginst hevin\u2019 it \u2018pon th\u2019 rates, cuz, like Vather zed, if once th\u2019 varmints go an\u2019 dab on a mite more they\u2019ll vorgit to take it off agane, an\u2019 gudeness knaws tiz bad \u2018nuff ex tiz! Ennyway, they waint roun\u2019 an\u2019 everybody gi\u2019ed well, an\u2019 they got a vine zum o\u2019 munney together. Zo they\u2019m hevin\u2019 spoarts an\u2019 a vree tay, an\u2019 mugs vur th\u2019 cheldern, an\u2019 a gran\u2019 conzert in th\u2019 aivmen, an\u2019 virewurks an\u2019 a bonvire to vanish up wi\u2019. An\u2019 coarse thy\u2019ll hev out th\u2019 band an\u2019 all th\u2019 children marchin\u2019 roun\u2019 th\u2019 village wi\u2019 vlags an\u2019 trade. Skulemaister\u2019s up there drillin \u2018em every day to git \u2018em purfick vur th\u2019 gurt day. Jane zes tiz a wecked waste o\u2019 time, an\u2019 bedder they wuz taichin\u2019 th\u2019 maidens to mend the\u2019r loas an\u2019 the\u2019r stockin\u2019s. Nurse yurd \u2018er zay that one day an\u2019 \u2018er terned roun\u2019 an\u2019 zed, \u201cAn\u2019 wot a pity they dedden taich you to mend yours when you waint skule!\u201d<\/p>\n
TAIL PIECE!
\nWell, me deers, I wrote th\u2019 vust pert o\u2019 ledder yisterday when th\u2019 wind wuz blawin\u2019 cold, an\u2019 there wuz grey skies, an\u2019 showers o\u2019 rain. Today there\u2019s a blue sky, an\u2019 warm sunshine, an\u2019 th\u2019 medda outside is all goldy wi\u2019 buddercups! Vunny thing, but I never zeed \u2018em yisterday when th\u2019 zen wadden shinin\u2019! It jist shaws wot a mite o\u2019 sunshine can do doant it! Even th\u2019 puddles that looked zo baistly an\u2019 ugly yisterday, be all shinin\u2019 like gold today wi\u2019 th\u2019 zen \u2018pon \u2018em! It ought to taich us a big lessen, if us looks at it th\u2019 right way me deers. When you takes out yer cloudy vaace o\u2019 a mornin\u2019 an\u2019 goes roun\u2019 all day wi\u2019 a vrown \u00a0an\u2019 a snarl, you vend th\u2019 wurld\u2019s a terrable ugly drab ole place o\u2019t, but put up yer sunshine vaace, me deers, an\u2019 smile \u2018pon everybody, an\u2019 everything an\u2019 you\u2019ll vend all th\u2019 gold there iz in th\u2019 wurld. Arter all, wot us zees in th\u2019 rest o\u2019 th\u2019 wurld iz aunly a revexshun o\u2019 wot th\u2019 rest o\u2019 th\u2019 wurld can zee in us! Doant\u2019ee never vugit that! Hark! The\u2019s th\u2019 cukoo holerin\u2019! An\u2019 th\u2019s bedder musick these mornin\u2019 than even Joe Green\u2019s horgan playin\u2019!<\/p>\n
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A Cornish Tale about Our L\u2019il Village by Sal Tregenna. Well, me deers, I spoase Spring\u2019s cum agane, idden it! In spite o\u2019 all th\u2019 wisht ole we\u2019ther an\u2019 all th\u2019 rain, us can\u2019t deny\u2019t no longer, tiz reilly Spring time agane. Th\u2019 vlowers be zayin\u2019 zo, enny\u2019ow. Look \u2018ow th\u2019 lanes be vull o\u2019 […]<\/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-1069","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\/1069","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=1069"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/launcestonthen.co.uk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/1069\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1071,"href":"https:\/\/launcestonthen.co.uk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/1069\/revisions\/1071"}],"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=1069"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}