Good morning beautiful TopTops. I only realised this morning that I had not been to Charlie’s page for four days, walking home from the hospital in this horrible heat is absolutely awful. Yesterday afternoon, I could not walk in a straight line, and that was with a nice breeze blowing along, I do not know yet if I will be able to visit my poor Mum tomorrow, as I feel well and truly knackered. I have to go over to the chemist in a few minutes to have my blood pressure taken, then I have to take poor Tiddles to the vet. I will not be heading into town until it is almost midday, so I am going to have to but as little shopping as I can, but I do have to buy a few bottles of Vimto, which will go into my backpack, along with tins of cream, and other heavy things. I have just got back from the chemists, who have been taking my blood pressure because it is so high… he has told the lazy old doctor about five times now, but they have not bothered getting in touch with me. If it was not for the chemist helping me out, I do not know what I would do. It is still high little girl, so the chemist has told me to take two tablets, and see what happens. Thanks to a certain evil old ogre, and something else making my poor Mum’s life unbearable, she had high blood pressure in her forties, less than a week later, the crazed, evil old ogre decided that he had high blood pressure as well, and when something got to its forties, it was the same. I would not have known about mine, but I went to the doctors feeling very strange eight months ago, and they took my blood pressure. It was dangerously high, and I was told to go to the hospital straight away, but it was almost evening, and I would have been there until gone midnight, so I went the next day. Poor Molly was up here all on her own for over eight hours, and when I got back, she was crying loudly. I came up here for Molly , and got a long, beautiful greeting… just eight weeks, and one day later, and poor Molly was taken away from me, in the most cruel, cowardly, spiteful way. I do miss her so much TopTops, I keep hoping I will wake up. When I took Tiddles to the vets, I was told that that nasty, cowardly disease was back, and that the vet did not want to put her through another operation, so she gave Tiddles the same medicine that Charlie and you had. First Tibby had it, then Charlie, then you, then poor Percy, and now Tiddles. The vet said that it was strange having two cats in a family with that horrible, cowardly disease, but poor Tiddles will be the fifth one. That big lump has started another argument, and has stormed off out. I cannot think of anything else to tell you little girl, I feel very weird, and staggering back here with a great pile of shopping did not help. I love you so much Topsy, I do love you little girl, and I do miss you, I miss you so much you beautiful, brave little girl. XxX