Where did the day go? Was up at 4am, set up this site, got to noon and somehow the hours fell into a black hole from which nothing of merit escaped. I was supposed to have written at least another thousand words on Inkredible this afternoon. Max is waiting for me to arrange his trip to see the gypsy, not to mention Callaghan and Matthews can’t continue their enquiries until I let them out of the car. Luckily it hasn’t been a hot day and they should be reasonably ok. The seven bodies being excavated have laid there long enough that they won’t really be in any hurry to get anywhere but the seven newly discovered graves could be more urgent. My characters will be most unimpressed at my tardiness and I’ll need to win them over by dedicating tomorrow almost entirely to them. Sorry, Max – I’ll write you a good day to make amends!