Good morning beautiful Topsy. I am glad that I did not go into town yesterday little girl, as it was so terribly hot, I would not have made it back here with another £100 of gobbling’s. For some unearthly reason, it was very quiet over there at the stinky olde swamp, but things were still getting at me. When I went down there to the kitchen just before midday, something was waiting for me to get out of the way, but at least it was a peaceful afternoon, which was very strange. When I went back down there in the late afternoon, it was waiting for me to get out the way yet again… this time so that it could go trundling round to the chip shop for more big gobbling’s. It was still quiet when I got back up here, and stayed quiet until aboot an hour before I went down there for food, I had to have some noodles, as I was so hungry. A big-mouthed old trollop came waddling out in to the swamp, and was bellowing and hollering. That screaming lunatic came out as I got down there to the kitchen, and was screaming away as I made the noodles. Last night, just after I had gone down there to get out of the way with Molly, they started up again, and I had wanted to try and get some sleep, but it was hopeless. There was a herd of those idiots out there, and when a dog over the back there started barking, that galvanised idiot decided to have an argument with it… only around here could that happen. I was so tired, but I had another awful night, and was awake half an hour early this morning. I fed poor Percy and George, but they did not eat much, so I let George out with ham, gave poor Percy his usual, and got back up here. I had to go to the chemist first thing, so I went down there earlier than usual to make the coffee, but something was still waiting for me to get out the way. After I had taken my poor Mum’s coffee in to her, I gave poor Percy another pack of food, and got out the way. It was terribly hot when I left here for the chemist, and some gleeful old weathery bloke took great enjoyment in saying that it is going to be even hotter next week. I have to get my dopey daft head shaved again next week, and I am going to have to leave here even earlier than usual. I hate this heat little girl, I cannot wait until it is cold again. I love you Topsy, I love you so much little girl, and I miss you, I miss you so much you beautiful, brave little girl. XxX