Good morning beautiful Topsy. Yesterday was yet another awful day little girl, but at least it was not the swamp-things, they did not start until the late afternoon. There was not a very good feeling in the air when I went down there to the kitchen just before midday, and of course, something was waiting for me to get out the way. It was the same thing when I went down there in the late afternoon, and I got back up here as quickly as I could. About an hour later, I heard shouting and bellowing, then pans, plates, and other things smashing around in the kitchen. My poor Mum had dared to tell my sister, who was playing computer games on the big telly, that it was getting late. It was forty minutes before dopey me goes back down there for my dinner, and she had not got dinner ready… all she has to do is throw some chicken and chips in the oven, wait for it to cook, and then take it out. However, even that is too much, as my sister would rather be playing on that blasted thing all day… my poor Mum is lucky if she can watch what she wants on the big telly, and when she does, there is muttering. I have offered to cook my poor Mum a proper meal, but she knows that I will not cook anything for that gobbling coo, all it can make is crisp sandwiches, or soup in a cup, and then it needs directions every five minutes in case it messes up. Of course, I was in the way last evening before I even went down there, as plates were waiting to be washed up, and my greedy odd stomach had been grumbling and growling all afternoon. I had to make myself some noodles, but then get back up here as quickly as I could… and then I had to put up with squawking’s and chuntering’s from over there at the stinky old swamp. I got into bed after I had to get out of the way with Molly last night, and I was knackered. Even so, I woke up a few times during the night, I was awake very early this morning, and could not get back to sleep because it was so hot. I had the big window open, and the fan was on, but I still could not get back to sleep, so I got up. George ran in as soon as I opened the garden doors, and poor Percy came in after… I gave them their food, let George out with ham, gave poor Percy his usual, then got back up here out of the way. I had to get out of something’s way when I took my poor Mum’s coffee in to her, but managed to give poor Percy another pack of food before I did so. I do not think that I will be going into town tomorrow little girl, something has filled up the cardboard bin with all of its rubbish, and I shall have to wait around to bring both bins back round, as no one else can be bothered to. I love you and I miss you so much TopTops. XxX