Good morning beautiful Topsy. The shopping came early yesterday, and when it had all been all dumped in the hallway, dopey me was called down an hour before midday to put it all away, as I would have been in somethings way. Of course, I was still in somethings way, as it took nearly two hours for me to put away loads of chops, big lumps of pork, piles of pies, chips, crunchy things, and a lot more that I cannot think of right now. I can remember that out of all that great pile of gobbling’s, I had two cheese and onion quiches, and who knows when I will be allowed the time to put one in the oven. I had six big lumps of pork delivered for my poor Mum, yet something will probably wallop down one of them to itself on Sunday, along with a big pile of the potatoes that I bought, and a whole bag of mixed vegetables… I will be lucky to get carrot cake. I was glad to get back up here out the way, as I felt so uneasy down there, then when it came to the late afternoon, I had to get back up here quickly again. I had to get out the way so quickly last evening, I had six country slices, then when I went down there to get out the way with Molly, I got out the way so quick, I forgot to give her the flea treatment. I had yet another awful night, and could not believe the time when I woke up this morning… it was half an hour before I used to get up at, but felt like it was much earlier. Poor Percy ran in as soon as I opened the garden doors, and George came along as I was putting stuff in the bins. I gave them their food, let George out with ham, gave Percy his usual, and got back up here before I caused more trouble. After I took my poor Mum her coffee, I had just enough time to give poor Percy another packet of food before I had to get out the way again, and when I got up here, Molly was waiting. She had not been near me all morning, she just settled herself down when I pulled the duvet back, and slept. I had that great big pile of shopping delivered yesterday, but I still have to go in to town tomorrow to get more pies and stuff, I was hoping that I would not have to go, but no, I will be staggering back here with more blasted shopping to be grabbed and gobbled down. There goes my poor Mum, having to go down the hallway with her stick to get a cup of tea for someone who has just got up… and they will be waiting there for it as well. That blasted computer game will be going on soon, and the air will be full of swearing, and the oak dinner table that I got will be thumped as hard as possible when something goes wrong. When it is eventually broken, it will just be left there, like the vase I bought for my poor Mum has been for the past three months. I love you so much Topsy, and I miss you so much too little girl. XxX