Good morning beautiful Topsy. For some strange reason, we had a nice day yesterday little girl, there was not the slightest sound of a grunt, snort, cackle, squawk, or screech from over there at the evil old swamp things swampy old swamping swamp… not even their dog was let out to bark and jump at the big old fence. However, even though we had some peace, I still felt very low, I still do, the noises that they made over the past few days are still bouncing around in my head. I have never heard some old tart cackle as that evil old swamp-witch does, she sounds as if she has got a load of nuts and bolts in her rotten odd poisonous throat. For some reason, Molly had the hump with me, she will not come near me, and went and got on top of the highest box last night so that I could not reach her to say goodnight. I thought that she was coming to greet me when I got out of bed this morning, but she just went whirring by, and settled down where I had been sleeping. I did not want to get up, as I had had yet another restless night… it was not hot, in fact it was nice and cold, yet I still could not sleep properly. When I woke, I had overslept by ten minutes, and even though I wanted to go back to sleep, I could not, so I got up. The usual stuff was down there in the kitchen waiting for me to take out to the bins, and when I opened the garden doors, poor Percy did not come running in, he only ran up as I went out there. George came racing around the corner, and as soon as she got into the kitchen, she started scratching and sending her mutant fleas everywhere… she is always doing that, if she is not doing that, she is starting on poor Percy. I gave then a good feed, and when they had finished, I let them out, washed up, and then got out of the ogresses snorting way. I just had enough time to get in here and sit down before she was thundering down the hallway looking to see if I had eaten anything. When I went back down to make some coffee, I had to get out of her way again, I had just enough time to make the coffee, and get a few biscuits out of the fridge… I had just sat down before she was charging down the hallway again. I am dreading going back down there just before midday, as I will have to get out of her snorting way yet again so that she can go charging down the hallway like an out of control steam train. I have to go into town the day after tomorrow little girl, I have to get my dopey daft self some more soup, and my poor Mum needs some stuff getting as well. The ogress is refusing to go out, even for her newspaper, in case my poor Mum asks her to get something… yet the day after tomorrow, she will be raring to go thundering off out. 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