Good morning beautiful Topsy. Yesterday was another horrible barking day little girl, that evil old trolloping swamp-witch has got another one of those yapping dogs, and I do not think that it stopped yesterday… it really did my head in so much. I feel so low that I cannot think of anything to tell Charlie and you, it has taken me almost two hours to come up with these few words for little you. Maybe tomorrow things will be different, and words will just flow from my battered odd fingers. 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