Good morning beautiful Topsy. I was just telling Charlie that it was so nice and peaceful yesterday… there was no noise from the swamp things, that deranged mini swamp-witching thing, and just a few woofing’s from those yapping dogs. As soon as I had finished tapping away though, that blasted squawking mini swamp-witching thing came slithering out with its great big cakehole going, and then out came some old trolloping thing with its great big cakehole going too. I have to go to that place three towns away again tomorrow little girl, so I will not be able to come on here to Charlie and you again, but I will be back on here the day after. Of course, seeing as I was going to try to buy myself some daft things like rolls and other things to try to eat, I have been told that I have to bring back some more blasted meat… whenever I go out to buy myself something, I have to bring back more blasted meat, and it is really doing my heed in. The freezer is jammed full of meat, but no, dopey daft me has to bring back more of the blasted stuff to be gobbled down the same day. It sounds like a whole herd of those blasted mutated, moronic, inbred swamp things are out there already, guzzling down booze and blowing as much of their filthy stinking cigarette smoke over here as their stinking black filthy lungs will allow them. Looks like we are in for a horrible day little girl, and it has only just gone half ten. I filled the bucket with nuts for the little birds and squirrels the other day, but those greedy fat pig-eons were soon there, and have tipped the bucket over. I only filled it to the top three days ago, and now the greedy fat things have gobbled them all down… it made me so angry, I almost punched the big scary old garden doors. Why they cannot go somewhere else I shall never know, they keep coming here over and over again, even though there are plenty more gardens around here. I cannot think properly with those stinking lunatics out there making as much noise as they possibly can, but I should have plenty to tell you when I am back on here the day after tomorrow. We do love you Topsy, we love you so much little girl, and we do miss you, we miss you so much you beautiful rave little girl. XXXXX