Good morning beautiful Topsy. Yesterday I somehow managed to be in the way whenever I dared to go down there little girl. Yesterday morning to get my clothes out of the washing machine, and someone was at the big scary old door, then even at midday, I had those two waiting for me to get out of their way. It was still pouring down, so I looked out there for George, and she ran in absolutely soaked, but I then had to get out the way. I did not go back down there for almost six hours. By then I was very hungry, and I had to have a bowl of noodles, but just as they were cooking, someone came bang-bang-banging on the big scary old door again, I really, really could not believe it. As I opened the scary kitchen door to answer, there was three more great big bangs, which made me shout out, I could not help it, as it really does my head in so much. It was someone to see my poor Mum, and she just came barging in, and went into the kitchen as I stood there in disbelief. When I finally got up here with my noodles, I was so hungry, I ate them quickly, and felt much better afterwards… my poor Mum had been home just three days, and in those three days, she had been given chips for her dinner each day, gaming is more important. I went back down there a few more times, then when I got out of the way last night, I hoped that I would have another good nights sleep. I had an awful night, and must have woken up at least eight times, and I was awake early this morning again. I just laid there for a while, hoping Molly would come and wash my arm, or rub her nose on my hand, but that did not happen, so I got up. George was crying at the garden doors when I got down there, and she had four packets of food, before wanting to go back out again. That little black kitten was there, so I gave it a saucer of food, and waited for George to come back in… when she had, I gave her another packet of food, and then got up here out of the way. When I went back down to make the coffee, George wanted to go back out, and the little kitten was still there, so I gave it some more food… then I saw it. The little black kitten is picking on George, I could not believe my eyes, and it would not let her come back inside. I waited as long as I could, George managed to come in, and I got up here out the way. I had just sat down, when someone decided to bang-bang-bang on the big scary old door again, and something could not be bothered to answer it. Back down there I had to go, and it was the same human to see my poor Mum again. I do hope that I am not hungry again this evening, as I am not going through the same thing as last evening, I should be lucky enough to boil the kettle for a hot drink, then up here I am getting. I am not looking forward to tomorrow little girl, I hate the day enough as it is, but with just loosing Molly, I am going to hate it even more. It is not my fault, just growing up with fighting and shouting every year from that evil old ogre and those two has done my head in so much. I love you Topsy, I love you so much little girl, and I miss you so much too. XxX