My older son has glaucoma; unusual in one so young. He's had various ops over the years but has just had another, so I've been child-minding and 'taxi' driving around Maldon and Chelmsford. Haven't met any of my characters, though, and I've got a nasty summer cold, so inspiration has been at a premium. This morning, I counted up and was horrified to find I had no less than five unfinished stories. I will try to get one or two completed... honestly.