Beautiful Topsy. I am sorry yet again for forgetting to come on here to little you, but I am so tired when I get back from seeing my poor Mum, I do not know what I am doing… I have been falling asleep sitting here most afternoons, never mind evenings and night. I did not think that it could get any worse when I was walking to see my poor Mum in that hospital that was miles away little girl, but I would rather be doing that, then the walk that I am doing on a morning and afternoon… it is absolutely awful. No matter the side that I try to walk along, someone will just barge me out of the way, or there will be three or four of them trundling along side by side, and expect me to go into the nasty old scary road for them… it gets very depressing little girl. I was hoping that my poor Mum would be home before next weekend, as it will be Charlie’s eighth Angel Day in eight days time. Eleven days after that, it will be six months since beautiful Molly crossed over the Rainbow Bridge… I miss her so much little girl. I am almost crying now as I type this out, the only thing stopping me is hearing a stinking old swamp-thing filling up a paddling pool, or the swimming pool for that highly deranged lunatic. It was absolutely awful yesterday little girl, I could hear the deranged loon as I came through the big old gates, then when I got to the other big old gates, I could not get inside the house quick enough. George had been waiting for me, and came in for two packets of food, but of course, Thomas was not there. While George was eating, I ran a bath, and was hoping for a nice long soak, when I let George out, I did a few things, then almost got flattened at the big scary old door. I could not have a nice long soak though, that loony was screaming and squawking so loudly, I just gave everything a good scrubbing, washed the soap off, got dried, then got up here out of the way. I cannot remember what went on between when I got up here, until I went back down there for my dinner, but I could not have fallen asleep. I had to turn the sound up on the telly when I got up here, and that crosseyed lunatic was making so much noise, it would have been impossible to relax, let alone fall asleep. I had a couple of cheese and pickle sandwiches, and because there was so much noise, I thought that I was bound to choke. I almost did a couple of times, but thankfully, I did not, and I really enjoyed the sandwiches, my stomach was full after I had drank my hot drink. I was almost falling asleep watching the telly, and with that thing screaming. Each time I went down there, the deranged lunatic seemed to get louder, even when I went down there one last time, so I had no chance of getting into bed early. I can just about remember getting into bed, and thought I would have a nice lay in, but I woke up around the usual time that I have been waking up… two hours before I was waking up when I was ill. I managed to get back to sleep, but I woke up again ten minutes before I did so on that terrible Tuesday morning, one-hundred and sixty-three days ago. I could not go to see my poor Mum today, as some bloke was coming round to see my little sister and me… which I was not happy about at all. I suppose that it got me a almost an hours lay in though, and I was able to go into town to get a few bits and pieces, but I still forgot to get a big box of corn flakes. I am sorry little girl, that bloke has not long left, and I have forgotten all the things that I had to tell you, hopefully, I will remember a few to tell you next time I remember to come in here. I love you Topsy, I love you so much little girl, and I miss you, I miss you so much you beautiful, brave, clever little girl. XxX