Sneaking in some writing

I wrote another couple thousand words this morning, and am grateful to the Stuffed Fabric Fish of Inspiration my son handed me. It's perfect for flinging at walls, tapping on my head, and generally just lying on the table next to me, looking fishy and, erm, inspiring. I'll try to get a picture of it in the next couple of days.

Now off to tend to the sick (son and self) and healthy (daughter). ;)