Good morning beautiful Topsy. I feel even lower than I was feeling when that big lump deliberately made me ill, I do not think that I can feel any lower… but late this afternoon, something will happen when I go down there to the kitchen. I would like to have gotten out of here, and gone for a nice long walk, but I still have a few things wrong with me, and the worst being that my nose is running like a tap, it was bad enough last week. I was terribly depressed yesterday and the day before, something has put a stop to me going down there into one of the rooms to sit with my poor Mum as I was doing just before Christmas… still, at least I managed about six weeks of it. I do not know if I have said it before, but I was allowed downstairs more when that evil old ogre was here, it seems to get worse and worse as each day passes. God knows how it will be in a few months time. I have just remembered some idiots over the back there letting off a load of fireworks last night, poor Percy and George Must have been terrified. I gave them both two packets of Whiskas each this morning, let George out with a big lump of ham, gave poor Percy his usual, then got out of the way before I was flattened. I had to get out of the way quickly when I went back down to make the coffee, but I managed to give Percy another packet of food. I do not know what is wrong with me little girl, I used to blather on for ages to Charlie and you, now all I can manage are a few lines… I am sorry. I love you Topsy, and I do miss you little girl. XXXXX