After all this time we may have found it. I wrote my husband several days ago to say that I may now know where the Guardian's Eye is, and he showed up this evening with, of course, his band of hooligan "researchers." That lot came with salted meats and wine to "celebrate." The team is elated for the interruption, but we haven't found the Eye yet. I'm exhausted. Haven't slept in days. My team needs a good meal and a good night's sleep, and so do I.