William 6th July 2020

Good morning beautiful Topsy. We had another noisy day yesterday little girl, with non-stop barking's and bigger cakeholing's than the day before… and of course, the three times that I went down there to the kitchens, I had to get out of the way almost as soon as I went down there. I have just remembered that the nasty old scary wind was blowing the poor trees around a lot, and it got so dark that I thought there was going to be a thunderstorm, but of course, there was not. I feel so low, I know that I should have gone into town today, but I am so sick and tired of having to carry all that shopping back from town. I am supposed to be buying stuff to go into the freezer, but as soon as I get it back here, it is walloped down by the ogress… I brought back sixteen pork chops the two days that I went into town last week, and they were all walloped down in the same day, it is unbelievable what the ogress can get through, and I have to make do with two cheese rolls on an evening. Those stinking swamp things have just let their yapping dogs out to bark and jump at the big old fence, and it sounds as if they have got more of them… the noise if unbearable, I almost shouted out in anger then. I overslept by half an hour this morning little girl, and poor Percy was crying at the garden doors when I got down there to the kitchen, when I opened the garden doors, he came running in with George right behind him. I gave them both a good feed, and when they finished, I let them back out, washed up, and got back up here before I got in the ogresses way. When I went back down to make some coffee, she was waiting for me to get out of her way when I went into one of the rooms with my poor Mum's coffee… I will be glad when I can get my dopey heed shaved in three days time, and then I can start going out for six-hour walks again. I look like an odd scarecrow right now with my rotten odd strawey hair sticking up as it does. I cannot think of anything else to tell you little girl, I was the same with Charlie, maybe things will be different tomorrow… but I doubt it very much. We love you so much Topsy, we do love you little girl, and we do miss you, we miss you so much you beautiful brave little girl. XXXXX