Good morning beautiful TopTops. Somehow, the ogress knew that I had ordered some shopping, and that it was being delivered yesterday, and was yanking the big scary old door open before the delivery bloke had even finished knocking. Of course, she got a good look at the one thing that I had bought myself, and that was some jam and cream biscuits, so I will be seeing them in the kitchen soon. It took me ages to put everything away, and when I had finished, the freezer was packed full, and I asked my poor Mum if the ogress was waiting for me to get out of her way so that she could go trundling off out. I was shocked when I was told that the ogress was not going out, but I still had to get out of her snorting, barging way, though I still made some tea anyway. It was bad enough the day before yesterday with her, yesterday was even worse… we cannot do anything. The old ogre was just the same, he would take days and days off work, and even though my poor Mum, my little sister, and dopey me kept to the times that we were allowed to do things, he and the ogress would thoroughly enjoy barging us out of the way whenever we tried to do so. She is still keeping up that tradition all on her own, and if we say anything, she will open her great big cakehole, and slam doors as hard as she possibly can… just as he did. After I had got back up here out of her snorting way, I did not go back down there again until late yesterday afternoon, and even then, I had to get back up here out of her way again. When I went back down there to the kitchen last evening for Molly’s food, I did myself some mushroom soup with two buttered rolls… she was waiting for me to get out of her way then as well, and was thundering down the hallway just as I had gotten sat down here. I have been stopped from going downstairs again after I have taken Molly down to see my poor Mum on a night… I had been allowed to go down there two more times, but the ogress put a stop to that last weekend. Still, last night I was able to get into bed earlier than I have been doing, and I fell asleep not long after my heed had hit the pillows. It was not long before I was awake again though, and that kept happening all night. When I woke up this morning, I had overslept by a few minutes, and did not want to get up, but I had to feed poor Percy and George. When I got down there to the kitchen, more blasted bottles had been slung down there by the garden doors… every day for almost a week bottles have been slung down there, and there will be a couple of big bagfuls tomorrow too. There was more blasted tins too, I have had to take them out every day as well. The ones that were there today can wait until tomorrow… there will be more by then anyway. Poor Percy and George came running in as soon as I opened the garden doors, and I gave them their food, then some ham, and when George had finished, she went out. Percy got onto Charlie’s chair by the scary old washing machine, so I left him there until I went back down to make some tea. Just after I had got back up here, the evil old swamp-witch started with its big cakehole. The evil old trollop was really doing my heed in, and was still chuntering away when I went back down to make some tea. Of course, I had to get out of the ogresses snorting way, and when I got back up here it was nice and peaceful again. That was until just now, when the evil old tarting swamp-witch let her yapping dogs out to jump and bark at the big old fence. What with her and the ogress, I just might be climbing the walls before the week is out. I have to go into town tomorrow little girl, I have to get myself daft things like rolls and what have you, so I will not be able to come on here to Charlie and you, but I will be back on here the day after. We do love you TopTops, we love you so much little girl, and we do miss you, we miss you so much too you beautiful brave little girl. XXXXX