Good morning Top Tops. As I started tapping this out to you little girl, that big-mouthed, squawking, moronic, mutated, fatherless, irritating swamp-witching thing came waddling out there into the smelly old swampy swamp with its great big cakehole going. Oh Dear God, I was hoping that they were all being held hostage in the swampy old place, but they started with their big cakehole's late last evening, then the horrible tinny music started, and then that mini swamp-witching thing started. That was not it though, ohhhh no… some idiot swamp thing was making the noise of a cop car, then there was some assorted gruntings, some snortings, and something that sounded like an emu being strangled. All I can hear now, is the great big mutated cakehole of that fatherless swamp-witching thing. I was awake early again this morning little girl, and when I got down to the kitchen, there was a great big pile of bottles and cardboard to go out to the bins. I only took a load of cardboard out late yesterday afternoon, and I only took out a load of bottles on Tuesday, I do not know where they keep on coming from, but I am sure that it is something to do with the ogress. I just hope that there is not another big pile there when I go back down to the kitchen just before midday, I think that I will loose it. I gave Percy, Jenny, and George McFly a good feed this morning, they seem to like the gourmet duck that I have them, it is to greasy for Molly. They eat it quicker than anything else… there was four packets with a load of biscuits on the big plate for Percy and Jenny, and two packets with a load of biscuits on the small saucer for George McFly… I took some tins out to the bin, and when I came back, it was gone. Poor Percy did not want to go out, but I could not leave him in the kitchen, I let them out, washed up, and got back up here out of the way, as I would have somehow been in the ogresses way, even at that time of the morning. Of course, I was in her way when I went back down to the kitchen to make some tea, and I will most probably be in her way when I go back downstairs just before midday. There is supposed to be a thundering old thunderstorm today, but I doubt that it will arrive, and if it does, I am going out there to stand in the rain… it was so nice the other day. 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