Good morning brave Topsy. Yesterday was a horrible swamp thingy day little girl, as I tap this out now, I have just heard some bendy-nosed old toothless hag cackling like an old witch. They have already been playing their terrible tinny music for the past half an hour, so it looks like it is going to be another terrible day for everyone around here except them. I could not feed the cats this morning when I got up, as one of the swamp things was already out there… at that time of the morning. I was going to try to feed them just before midday, but I cannot do that now, as those lunatics are already out there in the swampy old swamp. There was a bit of noise yesterday, but it finally kicked off about an hour before evening, and carried on until well over an hour after midnight… I suppose that we were lucky that they did not have a game of football out there after. Even that squawking, screeching, screaming, hateful mini swamp-witching thing was out there a couple of hours before midnight. Screaming and squawking it was, it was terrible, but there is nothing that we can do about it, we just have to wear waxy earoley things. If the swamp things making a lot of noise were not bad enough, now someone has started cutting wood over the back there at that big old house that is never finished, and I hate that sound more than I do tinny music. All we need now is some dogs to start barking for the next four hours, and I think that I will finally blow my top. I might even go to the swamp things dilapidated odd hoose, and hit that maladjusted odd uncley thing in one of its gobs with that big sledgehammer of mine. Because of them, we cannot come out there to all of the little resting places, I used to be able to go to Charlie's little resting place every day, I would water the plants, and tidy up, but there last time that I was able to go there was on the second of June. I had to be quick about it then as well, or I would have been hit on the heed by a lump of mud or a stone. Why they seem to think that everyone around here would want to hear their terrible tinny music is beyond me, I would feel ashamed to play that crap in the hoose, let along out there in the smelly old swamping swampy swamp… still, that is lunatics for you. 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