Good morning beautiful Topsy. The afternoon before yesterday was terrible little girl, my other blasted sister made me angry, as she asked my poor Mum to ask me to get her another blasted computer game when I went down there to the kitchen just before midday. She could not even bother to ask me herself, as she knew what I would have said to her… and when I got back up here with Molly, that big cakeholed, mutated, rotten stinking mini swamp-witching thing started screaming and screeching. That was not the worse though, that came when I went back down there to the kitchen in the late afternoon, and my other blasted sister had asked my poor Mum to ask me if I had ordered her stinking game already. If there had been a big bucket of steaming horse manure our there in the gardens I would have gladly carried it in, tipped the whole lot over her and then banged the bucket down. Her and the ogress had made me even angrier by getting through two great big bags of chips in just two days as well. A normal family would have taken at least a week to get through them, and that would have been with great difficulty… and I was expected to come back with more yesterday when I went into town again. I did not though, I brought my poor Mum a couple of chicken pies though, but one of those was slapped down for dinner. I also bought her some lamb choppy things, but they will soon be discovered and walloped down. Those two are in for a great big shock when they find out I am not going into town on Monday, I bet the other one is already rubbing her hands together and licking her sunburnt lips… just as the old ogre used to. It was already terribly hot when I left early yesterday morning little girl, and it was even worse when I was staggering back here. I was determined that I was going to buy some more catfood, and bought a great big boxful, even though there would have been mutterings about paying for it. It only costs about £8, and lasts for twelve days… maybe I should buy some for those two, but come to think of it, I would have to go into town every day, and stagger back here with two boxes. It is so hot little girl, I cannot think of much else to tell you, but it should be a lot cooler tomorrow, and maybe then I will not be so grumbly moany. 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