Ymweliad Cyntaf yr Esgob

Daeth yr esgob i ymweld â Dewi Sant. Doedd e ddim yn hapus o gwbl. Eisiau gwybod pam nad oedd eglwys newydd gyda fe eto yr oedd e, heb sôn am y sied ac yr yfed.

Rowliodd Dewi Sant sigarèt a dweud dim byd. Edrychodd ar yr esgob â ddirmygiaeth bur.

– Shwmae, meddai Jeff y gath. – Os fyddi di’n aros am sbel, wyt ti’n medru helpu fi symud y rhain i mewn i’r sied?
Amneidiodd tuag at bentwr o focsys o fwyd cathod.
– YMWELIAD UNNOS YW HWN, ebychodd yr esgob.
– Dw i’n hoffi pethe unnos, meddai Santes Dwynwen.

Parhaodd Daf y gath i lyfu ei hunan.

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The bishop came to visit Saint David. He wasn’t happy at all. He wanted to know why he didn’t have a new church yet, let alone the shed and the drinking.

Saint David rolled a cigarette and said nothing. He looked at the bishop with pure contempt.

– Hullo, said Jeff the cat. – If you’ll be staying for a bit, can you help me move these into the shed?
She gestured towards a stack of boxes of cat food.
– THIS IS A ONE-NIGHT VISIT, exclaimed the bishop.
– I like one-night things, said Saint Dwynwen.

Dave the cat continued licking himself.

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