Good morning beautiful Topsy. It was a horrible day yesterday little girl, the swamp things and the mini swamp-witching things were out there in the stinking odd swamping swamp making as much noise as they possibly could… and they were running water out there for hours and hours. The noise was terrible, but I could not shut the big window because it was far too hot, but if the same thing happened today, as I think it will, I will have to close the big window. I cannot put up with that again. When I go down to the kitchen just before midday, I am getting in the ogresses snorting way earlier and earlier each day, so I went down there twenty minutes earlier yesterday. I did not matter if I had gone down there two hours earlier though, I still had to get out of her snorting way, and was only allowed down there for the same amount of time that I have when I go down there just before midday. I was back up here long before midday, and there she was, thundering down the hallway before I had got sat down. As soon as I can get this horrible odd hair of mine shaved off, I will be out of here every day… as she is really doing my head in, and I do not think that I can take much more of her. When I took my poor Mum's tea into one of the rooms for her this morning, there was the ogress sitting forward on one of the settees, waiting for me to get out of her way so that she can go thundering down the hallway. It is like reliving the same day over and over again, and it will only end when I can get my odd hair cut off. I have to go into town again the day after tomorrow little girl, so I will not be able to come on here to Charlie and you, but before I go into town, I am going to see if that barber in the next town is open. Then I will have to walk into town where I will have to buy more blasted sausages and more meat for Sunday dinners… and I am determined that I am going to buy some more cat food too. I wanted to buy some last week, but of course, I could not because I had to buy so much other stuff. I am sure that I just heard the great big cakehole of one of those mini swamp-witching things, I know today is going to be worse that what yesterday was, but I did not think that it would start so early. Oh well, here we go again little girl. 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