Good morning beautiful Topsy. I let poor Percy out later than usual yesterday, but he did not want to go… I did not like having to let him out, but I had to. Some awful bongo-music had been coming from the stinky old swamp earlier, but had stopped, and dopey me had stupidly thought that that would be it… but ohhhhhhhh no. It stayed quiet until about halfway through the afternoon, when that deranged lunatic let out a huge, tongue-dislocating, eyeball-exploding scream. It was a scream that would have made any normal human kids throat spontaneously explode, but not that sewn-together moron, it then started squawking and shouting, then all of a sudden, it stopped. The upside-down nosed lunatic had been recaptured, and dragged off back inside, and it stayed quiet. Things were still bad for dopey daft me though, as just before I was going to go down there to the kitchen in the late afternoon, something came crashing through the big scary old door. When I did eventually get down there, I had to get out of the way quickly, as it was waiting for a good feeding… I had my usual for dinner in the evening, which was not noodles. When I went back down there to get out of the way with Molly last night, that grade a lunatic let out a huge scream that could have knocked spots off of a dalmatian. Dopey me thought that I was in for a night of it, but thankfully, it soon shut its great big rotherhithe tunnely shaped cakehole, For a change, I was able go get in bed early, but even though I was asleep before I got in there, I was awake almost every hour… and ended up getting up very, very early this morning. Molly came to greet me as I opened the curtains, and although it looked as if there was something wrong, I did not realise what it was until I got downstairs and heard the rain, then the thunder and lightning. When I opened the garden doors, there was no sign of poor Percy and George, so I called them. They did not come, so I closed the doors, then waited before I took the rubbish, cardboard, and paper bins round to the front of the house. The rain only got heavier, so I went to take them round, and when I opened the garden doors, poor Percy flew in… George took one look at me, and flew off down the garden, but she came in with me when I got back. I gave them their food, and another packet each when they had finished, but they did not want it. I was not going to let George out, so I got up here out the way, and when I went down there to ring the cardboard and paper bin in, George wanted to go out. I got poor Percy his usual ready, and waited and waited and waited for the rubbishy blokes to come, but by the time that I had my poor Mum’s coffee ready, they still had not come, and I had waited half an hour for them. Something was waiting for me to get out of its way, but I was not going to hurry, if it wants to bring the bins round, it can. I was not going to wait any longer, and poured my coffee out, and just as I did, the rubbishy lorry came parp-parping along… just as they did two weeks ago. I had to get out of that spoilt coos was, but as I got up here, I heard the bin being emptied, so I went back down there to bring it in, much to somethings trumpeting annoyance. I could not have gone into town, by that time, I am usually on my way back, so I am going to have to go tomorrow instead. The rubbishy blokes got here nearly two hours after the cardboardy blokes did… in a normal house, it would be fine, as someone would bring the bin around while I was in town getting gobbling’s, but this is not a normal house. It was absolutely pouring down when I got up, and that was five hours ago, and it must have been raining before then, but has not cooled down yet, I am still having to have the newfangled fan whirring away beside me. Seeing as I have to go into town tomorrow little girl, I will not be back on here until the day after. 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