Good morning beautiful TopTops. The day before yesterday was a lot cooler little girl, and yesterday was even better, as dopey daft me got caught in a great big scary old downpour, which did not make me angry at all. However, odd thingies clattery old cart deliberately shoved up against the big scary old door did make me angry though, as I could not open the big scary old door properly, and I had four heavy bags and a full backypacky thingy. The night before Molly had made me angry with her high-pitched wowings, which she decided to do just as I put the first forkful of quiche into my mouth, making me choke. She would not stop wowing and wailing, and I had to shout at her to stop, as I cannot stand loud noises thanks to my dopey daft head. I took Molly downstairs, then back up here, and then back down again, but she still kept going on and on. I apologised to Molly, but she still kept going on and on, and when I took her downstairs, she wanted to get behind a load of old rubbish that odd thingy had already stuck by the garden doors for dopey daft me to take out. I lifted a great big bag out of the way for Molly, but when I went to put it back, Molly ran back underneath it, and I almost dropped it on her. That is when I lost it again, not with Molly, but with that blasted gobbling selfish great lumping coo. When I got back up here, I thought I would not get any sleep, as I was so angry, and I was right. I had an awful night, and was awake early yesterday mornings. I fed Percy and George after I had taken all that great lumping coos rubbish out to the bins, and poor Percy was allowed to stay in until I had left here to go into town… though he was probably shoved out as soon as I got through the big old gates. At least I had a nice walk into town. I forgot the list, but still managed to stagger back here with all that shopping, and in the afternoon, I had an awful headache. It went away, but has not long come back again little girl, and I do not think that I can carry on tappings for much longerings. Right where that big hole is drilled is where I am gettings the pain, it is even hurtings my eyey things. Molly woke me this mornings, wantings to get where I was, so I got oot of bed, pullings the sheety thingy over pillows. I fed Percy and George, and Percy stayed in, but will probablies be shovings out soon, so somethings can fill its bags again whilst sittings on Charlie’s chair by the scarings old washings machiny thingy. That evil old swamp-witches yappings dogs are at the bigg old fencing, and it is doings my heads in, the noise is terribles little girl. I am sorries little girl, I hopefullys will be beter tomorro. If I not com on heres, I wills be not very well. We love you so much Topsy, we do love you, and we do miss you, we miss you so much you beautiful brave little girl. XXXXX