Good morning Top Tops. Yesterday was horrible again little girl, I do not know how those lunatics over there at the smelly old swamp can go on and on for days on end, they must be on some drugs or something. They were making as much noise as they could when I went down to the kitchen at midday yesterday, late yesterday afternoon, and last evening they were still at it. Last night when I opened the big window and got onto the bed, they were still at it, and just got louder and louder. I had to shove those waxy earoley thingies in my ears as far as I could, but I could still hear their great big cakehole's cheering and jeering, I have no idea when I got to sleep, but when I woke up this morning, I had overslept by about twenty minutes. My poor Mum is more tired than what I am, as they start playing loud music very early in the morning, but I cannot hear it right here at the back of the house. I have just heard that mad mini swamp-witching things great big cakehole starting up, just as I was going to open the big window. Its great big cakehole has started that big old dog over the back there off, and I do not expect that I will be able to go out there into the garden… as soon as I step out there, jeering and shouting will start, and things will be thrown over the big old fence. I am so tired that I cannot think of much else to tell you little girl, I will try to come on here this evening to Charlie and you, but if I cannot, I should be back in the morning. We love you so much Topsy, we do love you little girl, and we do miss you, we miss you so much you beautiful brave little girl. XXXXX