Good morning beautiful Topsy. This is the third day running that I have felt depressed little girl… just lately more and more things keep popping into my dopey daft head about what that evil old ogre, and his equally evil old father did to me when I was a kid. I have even remembered things from when I was about two, which have amazed my poor Mum, but I have not said anything about what happened, as she does not need it. The day that I wanted to go into town did not happen, as it was absolutely pouring down, and the rubbish blokes were late. Of course, I still got a good soaking, as it started pouring down just before I took a great pile of rubbish and bottles out there to the bins. I waited and waited, but in the end I had to take the wheelie bin around to the front of the house, and then put the bottles in the bins… why they are left for me I do not know. All that has to be done is open the garden doors, and put them in the bins… and the latest thing is leaving empty cream tins in the fridge. I got so sick and tired of taking them out there when someone else had left them there, that I just left them, opened a fresh tin, and put it somewhere else. I opened a fresh tin the day before yesterday, and went to get it yesterday afternoon, and it was empty, and with the other empty ones. After a while, it gets on my nerves little girl, and reminds me of that evil old ogre helping himself to the stuff that I had to buy myself… sometimes I would come home from working twelve hours to find that he had eaten my dinner, and that was after he had shovelled down his great big plateful. With two greedy fat lumps hassling me for years for daring to eat what they could have had, it gets to me, I would get the most hateful of stares while at the dining table. That evil old ogre would even do his disgusting coughing’s, just to put me off, though worse was done, but it is far too filthy for me to tap down on here. I finally went into town yesterday, but could not get all the noodles that I needed for a week, as nearly all of the ones that I like had been grabbed. I forgot a load of things, but still had to stagger back here with four heavy shopping bags… if I had remembered everything, I would still be staggering back. I bought Molly some different food, but of course, it had to have food that she cannot have, like beef, so I will give that to Percy and George. I did manage to get them six big packs of ham, so they have ten packs in the fridge, that should last until I go into town again. It was so cold this morning, George did not want to go out after she had finished… she stayed in until I was making the coffee, and I let her out with a big lump of ham. Poor Percy was shoved out about an hour after I had got up here out of the way, and he will have to go out even earlier in the morning, as it is more gobbling’s than ever day. I love you Topsy, and I miss you little girl. XxX