Good morning brave Top Tops. I did not have a very good night little girl, I got up late, and I could not go into town when I wanted to, so I am going tomorrow instead. Yesterday was a lot cooler than it had been, it was peaceful for the third day running, and nothing like that had happened for a very long time. I do not think that my ears had had such a beautifully peaceful break. Just as it got into the evening, I could smell the disgusting stench of filthy odd cigarettes, and when I went down to the kitchen for my egg salad rolls, I could have swore that I heard a muffled mini swamp-witching father-less thing, and some muttering and snorting. Then, about an hour late, I heard something bouncing a rotten odd stinking ball in the smelly old swamp, and then I heard that horrible, irritating, squawking, father-less voice of that mini swamp-witching thing. I do not know if someone had actually broke into their place, tied them up, muzzled them, and left them, but what I had heard earlier sounded like them breaking free. I could not believe it little girl, after all that beautiful peace, it is going to be absolutely terrible today. I did not feel very happy last night, and then this morning when I went into a room downstairs to see my poor Mum, the ogress made me feel even worse. I went in that big room with Molly, put her on the arm of the settee, and stood by the door while I talked to my poor Mum. I do not know what made me look at the door, but I just caught it as it flew open, and I just managed to get out of the way, and standing there, like a wild snorting bull, was the ogress. If I had not got out of the way in time, she would have knocked me flying, I am just glad that I did not have Molly in my arms. So as well as being in her way in the evening, afternoon, just before midday, and when I go down to the kitchen to make some coffee on a morning, I am now in her way when I go into one of the rooms. She has got me feeling depressed again, and I though that was all over with when the old ogre went, but she deems to be taking over from him more and more each day. We do love you Toppy, we love you so much little girl, and we do miss you, we miss you so much you beautiful brave little girl. XXXXX