Good morning beautiful Topsy. I was so tried yesterday that I can hardly remember anything little girl… all that I can remember is the banging and grinding from over the back there, and getting in the ogresses snorting barging way whenever I wanted to go downstairs last night. I suppose that she was in one of her snorting barging ways again, we all have to suffer when she is one of those moods, but it is always dopey daft me the most. I had another uncomfortable night, and did not want to get up this morning, but I had overslept by twenty minutes, and poor Percy and George were waiting, so I got up, and staggered down there to the kitchen. Percy and George came running in as soon as I opened the garden doors, and I made sure that they both had a good feed, then some ham, and when that was gone, I let them out, washed up, and got back up,here out of the ogresses snorting way. She was snorting away when I went into one of the rooms with my poor Mum’s coffee, so I had to get back up here as quickly as I could with Molly. As I sat down here, there was some lunatic out there in the lane laughing hysterically, and sounded like a horse… I was expecting the grinding and hammering to start, but it has not yet… perhaps it will start this afternoon, as nobody around here seems to respect Sunday’s anymore. 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, but I will be back the next day. Seeing as I always have to bring back blasted mean whenever I go into town, I cannot bring back any Vimto and catfood, so I was hoping that I would be able to do so tomorrow. However, I have already been told that I have to bring back more blasted meat with me, so that means that I still cannot bring back any Vimto. I am determined to bring back the catfood though, as I am sick and tired of bringing back blasted meat for the ogress to slap down whenever I go out. Tomorrow I have to bring back two great big Sunday loin joints, and two great big packs of blasted belly pork for her to slap down… and I will still have to get more when I got into town three days later, even though the freezer is full of blasted meat. I doubt that I will be able to bring back any Vimto then either. I am getting angry at the thought of having to stagger back here with more food for her to slap down little girl, she cannot even be bothered to go into town to get it herself… and she is going to get such a shock soon when she finds out that she will have to. I am looking forward to that. We do love you Topsy, we love you so much little girl, and we do miss you, we miss you so much too you beautiful brave little girl. XXXXX