Good morning beautiful TopTops. I was supposed to move some furniture the other day little girl, but something does not want it moved, and stayed here for as long as it possibly could. It has usually left here to see our poor Mum when I get back from town, but it was still stuck here when I got back, and it did not leave here for another three hours. That is exactly the same sort of thing that the evil old ogre would do, especially when I wanted to decorate my old room one year. I washed the walls down at the weekend, and I had two weeks holiday from work, so on the Monday I got started, my Mum even came up to help after I had moved stuff onto the landing. Just over an hour later, while I was stood by the window, I just caught a big, fat, baldy odd head coming down the path… it was the evil old ogre, who had come home because he did not feel well. Up the stairs he came, wanting everything moved, and he stayed at home for the full two weeks. The piggy-eyed, evil old thing made sure that I could not do any decorating, and when my two-weeks holiday was up, he had his two-weeks holiday. That meant that the severely hypochondriaced old lunatic was stuck here for a whole month, making my poor Mum, and my little sisters lives a bigger misery than he already did. Of course, he did not make something elses life a misery, they were gobbling, chomping, and chewing the whole time, while we had to go without. It was like feeding time at the zoo… and the paint that I had bought, that suddenly disappeared. Yesterday was awful little girl, I had to leave here long before six hours past midnight, and it was wet and windy, so I wore my hoodie… and I was caught at the train-crossing, of course, today they are on strike. As soon as I got to the home, I went into my poor Mum’s room, took my backpack off, and was told to leave, as they waited for me to come along before washing my poor Mum. I go in there an hour earlier, and they do the same thing, why they do it, I do not know, but they did the same kind of thing at that could nor care-less home they stuck my poor Mum in before. I had to leave so many times yesterday, by last night, I had walked over twenty-six miles, three miles more than I have done on a bad day before. I spent less than three hours with my Mum yesterday, and it was soon time to leave, and it was as hot as it could be, I had to walk home in a t-shirt. That big black and white cat was waiting, I gave him a big box of ham, George two packs of food, and that tiny black and white cat cane along as well… she had just one packet. I am sorry little girl, I meant to be on here much earlier, but I have been moving furniture, what a day it has been, I could not go to see my poor Mum today because of it. I am sorry little girl, I will try to come back to you before five days time. I love you Topsy, I love you so much little girl, and I miss you, I miss you so much too, you beautiful, brave, beloved little girl. XxX