Good morning beautiful TopTops. Yesterday was even worse that the other days of this week little girl… not only did I have to get out of odd thingies way when I went down there to the kitchen just before midday, but those roofy blokes were making as much row as they could. Odd thingy was waiting for me to get out of the way at midday, but when I went back down there about and hour and a half later, it was still here, and bellowing at my poor Mum. When odd thingy had eventually gone trundling off out with an old cart clattering along behind it, I went downstairs to do what I had wanted to do without being in the way. However, when I got back up here, one of those roofy blokes decided that everyone would want to hear it singing. Whatever he was singing, it sounded as if he had fell off the roof, and landed with his dangly bits on a bed of nails… it was absolutely terrible. Thankfully someone told him to shut his great big cakehole, but then very loud bongo music was put on, and that was even worse than the singing. I cannot remember when the music stopped, or when they cleared off, I just hope that they will not come back today… though they are bound to be back tomorrow. After odd thingy came back, out it went again, and dopey daft me guessed that it would be doing one of the evil old ogres favourite tricks. When I went back down there late yesterday afternoon, I carried Molly, in case odd thingy came crashing through the big scary old door. When I had safely made it past the big scary old door, and into the kitchen without being flattened, I told my poor Mum that I would be lucky if I made it up the stairs. I washed out my saucepan, put the mushroom soup in, added salt, that black pepper that I adore, then some blue cheese. I put a saucer on top, and put the saucepan out of the way over there on the top where Charlie’s other chair is by the fridge. I managed to make it past the big scary old door again, then as I went up the stairs, through the big scary old door odd thingy came crashing… I was so glad that I had Molly in my arms, as she would have been so frightened. She had gone and bought those blasted sausages, and those baby mushrooms that I once bought for myself. When I went back down there to the kitchen last evening, I got my pan of soup, put it on the big old oven, then lit it… at once I smelt singeing hair, and when I looked in the pan, there was a great big clump of hair there. It was not there when I added the salt and pepper, it was not there when I stirred the salt and pepper in, and it certainly was not there when I added then stirred in the finely cut blue cheese… I was not very happy. I threw it down the toilet in the downstairs bathroom, washed the pan, and was about to come back up here in anger, when my poor Mum stopped me, and persuaded me to get some more. If I had not been so hungry, I would not have bothered, but I was starving, and odd thingy had to wait much longer than usual for me to get out of the way. That is twice that has happened to dopey daft me, two months ago, I found a big clump of hair in my spaghetti. After I had taken Molly down to see my poor Mum last night, and had then got out of the way again, I got into bed, and was asleep as soon as my heed had hit the pillows. I do not know what happened during the night, but when I woke up this morning, I did not want to get out of bed… I just laid there, hoping I would go back to sleep. Of course, I did not go back to sleep, and eventually got out of bed fifteen minutes late. I fed Percy and George, gave George loads of ham, and more when I let her out, then gave Percy some hame with a packet of that posh ducky stuff on top, before getting back up here out of the way. When I went back down to make the coffee, Percy wanted to go out, then after I had made the coffee, I had to get out of the way once more. At least those big cakeholed, terrible music playing odd roofy blokes have not come back today… but they will be probably be there tomorrow with their big cakeholes, terrible squawky voices, and horrible bongo music. We do love you TopTops, we love you so much little girl, and we do miss you, we miss you so much you beautiful brave little girl. XXXXX