Good morning beautiful Topsy. I am sorry for being away for so long little girl, but I have been spending six or seven hours a day with my poor Mum. She was meant to come home last week, but they put some spluttering, bow-legged old crow next to her for three days, and she was infected with something similar to the thing that the evil old ogre used to always give us. She was coughing and spluttering without putting her great fat hands over her big mouth, just like the evil old ogre would do. I complained about her, but they could not do anything… I gave her such a glare, she almost swallowed her odd chomping teeth. The only time she stopped coughing and spluttering, was when she was gobbling and shovelling, and my poor Mum was put back in the ward that she had come from. Four days ago, they found out that she had more or less the same thing that something infected us all with over last Christmas, though my poor Mum said that she did not feel as bad. Last evening, I had a sore throat, and went to bed earlier than normal, and when I woke up this morning, I had overslept from the usual time that I get up, but it was around the time that I used to get up at. Poor George was crying loudly, and I have given her five packets of food this morning. I ate four babybel things last night, but could not eat any biscuits this morning. I am sorry this is short little girl, but I do feel awful. I love you and I miss you so much little girl. XxX