Good morning beautiful Topsy. There were all sorts of loud noises yesterday morning, but by the time I was allowed down there just before midday, it had quietened down. I was going to go out there to look for poor Percy, and take some nuts to the big basket, but that lunatic with the big mouth had slithered out, and was barking at the fence. I could not go out, as I would have said something, and despite the things they do, a van load of coppers would have arrived to kick my teeth in, and blacken my eyes. I had to get out the way anyway, but even though it was pouring down, there were still idiots letting off fireworks. I had to get out the way quick in the late afternoon, and just about managed to get up here with a bit of cake for my dinner in the evening. I was so hungry, I was thinking about roast beef, yorkshire pud, mashed spud, peas, and gravy. I do not know why though, as the old ogre complained about me eating that so much, that I stopped eating it years and years ago, even before I stopped eating meat. It rained even harder last evening and night, and I was worried about poor Percy and George, but there was nothing that I could do. I had to get out the way quickly last night, got in bed, was soon asleep, and I think that I had a good night… though I was awake earlier than I was yesterday. I hoped that Percy would run in with George when I opened the garden doors, but he did not, and did not come when I called him. I gave George two packs of food, then another, let her out with ham, and got back up here. I looked out there for Percy again when I went to make the coffee, then when I had taken my poor Mum’s into her, I had to get out the way. I cannot think straight little girl, worrying about poor Percy is getting to me. I love you Topsy, and I miss you too little girl. XxX