Good morning Top Tops. When I got down to the kitchen just before midday the day before yesterday, my poor Mum did not tell me that the ogress was waiting for me to get out of her way so that she could go trundling off out. I was so relived that I did not have to go straight back upstairs, and I lifted Molly up to the garden doors, and we were watching four blue-tits taking it in turns to get food from the candley birdfood thingies, the big bucket, and that jar peanutty buttery housey thing that I had hung. Then my poor Mum said to me that the ogress might be back at any minute, so I grabbed Molly to get out of the way, but we had just got level with the big scary old door, when she came crashing through it. I do not know if she was grinning like a deranged clown, as the old ogre used to do when he did it to me, I just got back up here out of her way. I managed to feed Percy, Jenny, and George the day before yesterday, but George left most of her food again, I have never known her to do that twice. I was supposed to go out somewhere important yesterday, but the ogress decided that she was going to go out at the same time, so I could not go. I could have left here early, but it would have been there far too early, but in the end, I could not even get downstairs when I wanted to, as she took over the hallway, the downstairs bathroom, and the kitchen. I went into town to get daft things like tomatoes, shallots, cucumbers, and rolls for my dopey daft self, and a few things for my poor Mum. It was terribly hot as I walked into town, it was early as well, and as usual, no matter where I went, I was in someone's muttering way. When I got back the ogress was still out, so I had time to put the shopping away, but I had only just got back up here when she came crashing through the big scary old door. Yesterday afternoon was absolutely terrible little girl, it was terribly hot, and the swamp things and that deranged mini swamp-witching thing were out there in the smelly old swampy swamp. Some old tart was talking to that mini swamp-witching thing, and it was screaming back at her, and it kept screaming, shouting, screeching, squawking, hollering, and wailing until a couple of hours before midnight. That is when I put those waxy earoley thingies in my ears, and had some peace at last… I got into bed late again, and I overslept this morning by almost an hour, but I was very tired yesterday, and I had taken pain relief tablets because I had a terrible headache yesterday afternoon. It is even hotter today than it was yesterday, so I have had the new not so scary old fan on this morning, but everything was peaceful until that deranged squawking thing came waddling out there into the smelly old swampy swamp around half nine. It was screaming and screeching so loudly that it started that big old dog off over the back there… it was barking and barking at the rotten odd screechy thing, which would scare any normal child, but that mini swamp-witching thing just barked back at it. There was a storm warning when I looked at the weather this morning, but of course, when I looked again, it had disappeared. I was hoping that that mini swamp-witching thing would be struck by a thundering great thunderbolt, as some poor child was struck by one the other day, oh well, it could be kidnapped I suppose, but by who I do not know. I will try to get back on here this evening little girl, but if I cannot, I will be back in the morning. We do love you Topsy, we love you so much little girl, and we do miss you, we miss you so much you beautiful brave little girl. XXXXX