Good morning beautiful Topsy. The day before yesterday was terrible little girl, it was so bad that I forgot to write anything down. I do not even remember if those bucktoothed lunatics started with their screaming and squawking. I can remember that I felt so awful, I could not eat anything that evening, not even a slice of carrot cake, and I had a message about the bottle blokes coming round earlier than they usually do, so I had to be up even earlier than normal yesterday. I had an awful night, and was awake so early yesterday, that it was still dark, but at least I had put a great big pile of empty, swilled down bottles out. I fed poor Percy and George, then got up here out of something’s way, and waited for the bottle bloke to get here. I was thinking that I could leave here even earlier than usual, and get back before it got hot, but of course, that was not going to happen. The bottle blokes got here later than they usually do, and something was waiting for me to get out of its way. I was not very happy with that, and the bottle blokes getting here late, and had a drink of cold milk before I left, which was a mistake. On the the way to the barbers, I started choking, and managed to bring it up without anyone seeing me, but it did not stop there, as it soon started again. I found somewhere else to bring some more up, just as some old trout came sailing around the corner, I do not know how I managed to keep it in… I cannot remember how many times it happened before I got to the barbers. As I was waiting, I started choking again, and had to go outside, I even had to do so as I was having my dopey heed shaved, and when that was done, I kept on choking half way into town. I was so glad when it finally stopped, but I felt absolutely awful, and was glad to get in to the big shoppy place, which was lovely and cold. I had three heavy bags, and my backpack was stuffed full as well, the walk back here was awful, and when I got here, something was waiting for me to get out of its way. I made the gurning coo wait though, and did not get back up here until I had made some coffee at midday… I did not hear any wild trumpeting’s, and I did not care. When I went back down there in the late afternoon, the goofy coo was waiting for me to get out of its snorting way again, this time so it could go round to the chip shop for a great big pile of gobbling’s, but I made it wait again. I was so hungry by the time I was allowed back down there, I needed a bowl of noodles last evening. When I went back down there to get out of the way with Molly last night, I had to get out the way again, but stayed down there as long as I could before I had to get up here. I think I had the best sleep in a long time last night, and got out of bed five minutes before I used to this morning. I fed poor Percy and George, let George out with ham, gave Percy his usual, then got back up here out the way again. When I took my poor Mum’s coffee in to her, that goofy coo was waiting for me to get out of its way again. I went back down there to give poor Percy some more food though, and then I got up here out the way once more. So far, it has been quiet out there, I cannot remember anything from yesterday, but I am expecting an afternoon of looniness today, as that deranged idiot will be screaming and squawking… it might even have another argument with a dog. 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. XXXXX