Good morning beautiful Topsy. Yet again, I am so sorry about forgetting to come on here to little you yesterday TopTops, it just went right out of my dopey head… I still have not gotten used to writing to Molly, as I have been writing to just Charlie and you for six years. I wanted to go and see my poor Mum yesterday, but I also had to go shopping, as I was right out of silly things like food. I have plenty of biscuits in a box, and that is all that I ate last week, about thirty-six biscuits. I was going to go into town, get the shopping, put it all away, and be with my poor Mum by two hours to midday, but it went all wrong. I got up early enough yesterday, fed George and Thomas, had a mug of coffee and some biscuits, then left here at half eight to go into town. I even remembered to go and see if Molly and Charlie’s little resting places were okay, which they were. Problems started as I went through the first lot of big old gates, as I was all over the place, then I went through the other big old gates. I could not walk properly along the lane, and was staggering all over the place, and it should have taken me about ten minutes to get into town. By then though, I had not even got to that long road where all those beautiful little sparrows used to be, until some nasty odd human had all the bushes pulled down. It took me about half an hour to walk into town, and by then, odd humans were all over the place with their barging and shoving, I had to get a load of shopping, I had only been out for a few things three weeks ago. I had not been shopping properly for nearly six weeks, and I think that a lot of that was for my poor Mum… it is a good job that I only ate noodles, but I have not had them now for eight days. It was Molly’s birthday yesterday, so I bought her a little yellow rose bush, and I then got a load of shopping, including eight tins of cream, a bottle of Vimto, a great big bag of brown sugar, mouthwash, a big box of corn flakes, seven big boxes of ham for George and Thomas, and two boxes of meat in gravy for Thomas. The trolley was full right up, but the shop that I go into has decided that everyone has to serve themselves, and you know me little girl, I despise being told what to do, especially when it does not make any sense. I asked someone if they could open a till so that I could pay for my shopping, and she told me that I would have to serve myself… I was so angry, I almost swore at her, and left the trolley there. I needed everything that was in that trolley though, so I asked someone else, who opened a till for me. My problems were not finished there though little girl, as just when I went to put the shopping into bags, an ignorant, big-nosed, flat-nosed security guard decided to barge me out of the place where I wanted to go. I found another place nearby, but it was awkward, and he just stood there watching me put the dhopping away, which was annoying enough as it was. His great big flat nose was even more annoying though, as it was whistling away like an old train going through the countryside, I was glad to get away from him. My backpack was stuffed full of bottles and tins, and I had six very heavy, very awkward bags to stagger back here with, I thought I was going to drop to my knees before I had even left the shop. I had to keep stopping on the way back here, and when I eventually did get back here, I had been out for nearly two hours, I am usually back here in half that time, and with more shopping. I came round the back way, and thankfully, my little sister was in the kitchen, and helped me with the bags, but I had to be quick. Something was waiting to get into the kitchen, it had nearly two hours while I was out, but waited until I got back… I was hoping to be with my poor Mum by then. After I had put everything away, I took Molly’s miniature yellow rosebush over to her little resting place, then on the way back, Thomas appeared out of nowhere, so I gave her a big box of ham, then got out of the way. I felt absolutely awful, and there was no way that I could go to see my poor Mum, so I stupidly assumed that something else would. Ohhh no though, seeing as dopey me had been out shopping, it had to go out as well, I could not believe it little girl, it did not leave here to go to our poor Mum until an hour past midday. I fed George in the afternoon, but there was no sign of Thomas, though most of that ham had gone, I did not know if George had got to it. There was another great downpour just after I had fed George, and that is about all I can remember… I almost fell asleep, but I do not know if it was the afternoon or evening. I had a bowl of honey-nut corn flakes last evening little girl, but big surprise, they more-or-less went right through me. When I went down there one last time last night, something was stuck there waiting for me to get out the way, which I was only too glad to do, and I was soon in bed. I had a good night, and when I woke up this morning, I had overslept by twenty-five minutes from the time that I used to get up at, I could not believe it. I was going to see my poor Mum this morning, but when I got up, I felt awful. I would not have made it across those big old scary roads little girl, but I am determined to go tomorrow. I fed George and Thomas, but George made me angry by swallowing a packet of food whole, and not giving me a chance to get in the bathroom to brush my teeth before she was wailing for more. Poor Thomas is pregnant, but she makes less than half the noise that George makes… and George steals food off of the saucer of Thomas as well, she is still the same as she was when she suddenly turned up. George is also making me angry by pushing the plate along the floor with her nose, the noise infuriates me, and I do not know why, but she has just started doing it. After I had fed George and Thomas two packs of food each, I got up here with my coffee and a few biscuits, but I have not been able to go back down there since… even though I need to take some of my medication. I will not be able to come on here to Charlie and you until tomorrow afternoon little girl, I have to see my poor Mum in the morning, as I have not seen her for nine days. I love you so much Topsy, I do love you little girl, and I do miss you, I miss you so much too you beautiful, brave little girl. XxX