Plymio – rhan 2

Treuliodd Daf y gath sawl diwrnod ar y ffôn, ond, o’r diwedd, daeth plymwr o’r cwmni yswiriant. Hen ddyn heb ddannedd oedd e, gyda chap pêl-fas, a golwg methedig arno. Baglodd i fewn i sied Dewi Sant.

– Mae popeth yn drewi, meddai’r plymwr.
– Ydy, atebodd Daf, – Dyna be’ wedes i ar y ffôn.
– Mae gyda chi broblem mawr.
– Wes, dyna be’ wedes i ar y ffôn.
– Mae’r peips wedi câl eu blocio.
– Do, meddai Daf, yn ddiamynedd. – Daeth yr esgob draw fan hyn am ymweliad.
– Problem gyffredinol, meddai’r hen ddyn yn gydymdeimladol, cyn cau’i lygaid. Roedd y plymwr yn sefyll yn stond, heb wneud dim byd, neu ddweud yr un gair.

– Wel, gallwch chi neud unrhyw beth? gofynnodd Daf.
Dihunodd y plymwr.
– O, na alla i. Bydd rhaid i chi alw’r heddlu.
– Yr heddlu? Pam yn y byd y fyddwn i’n galw’r heddlu?
– Mae rhywun jyst wedi dwyn eich fan.

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Saesneg / English

Plumbing – part 2

Dave the cat spent several days on the phone, but, in the end, a plumber came from the insurance company. He was an old toothless man, with a baseball cap, and looked useless. He stumbled into Saint David’s shed.

– Everything stinks, said the plumber.
– Yes, answered Dave, – That’s exactly what I said on the phone.
– You’ve got a big problem.
– Yes, that’s exactly what I said on the phone.
– The pipes have got blocked.
– Yes, said Dave, impatiently. – The bishop came over here for a visit.
– Common problem, said the old man sympathetically, before closing his eyes. The plumber was standing still, not doing anything, nor saying a single word.

– Well, can you do anything? asked Dave.
The plumber awoke.
– O, no I can’t. You’ll have to call the police.
– The police? Why in the world would I call the police?
– Someone’s just stolen your van.

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