Sherlock's artistic talent has struck again. He's done a rendition of Lestrade's current rather unfortunate appearance. The detail is astonishing. This will obviously be going on the fridge as well.
The cake, in case you're wondering, was two layers of chocolate with strawberries and whipped cream in the middle. Mrs H is a surprisingly good baker (and cook). Well, I don't know why I say surprisingly. Fortunately would be a better word. Fortunately, I am surrounded by excellent cooks (I wonder if Mycroft learned any of what he knows from his mum, I'll have to ask) [Yes. We make the same cake every year. I think I could make it on my own now.] (Wouldn't be the same on your own though, would it?) [No.]
The Barley Bin, though not possessed of the most poetic name in existence, was clean and comfortable, with an immense bed and an immense tub in the bathroom, which we took advantage of this morning. The sun coming through the curtains was bright in a way you seldom get in London, something to do with being filtered through frighteningly clean air and not the city's usual pall. I could get used to living so close to the sea.
Anyway, L's nagging at me to come to bed, so let me close with good(ish) news: Over the weekend, Mrs H told me, among other things, that Anthea's requested to head Mycroft's security team at school. I'm sad we're losing her here, but very very happy that Mycroft won't be going off among strangers completely alone.
It also solves another problem, which a few people have asked about - the dogs. They are very attached to Mycroft, and I was worried how they'd cope without him, too. Anthea says they can stay with her, so Mycroft will be able to see them every day if he wants to. Given his expression when we told him, this might've been the best birthday present he got.
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Thanks Sherlock. Really.
I don't nag. I cajole.
I have to say, you look a little mad around the eyes.
Yay for good news! (I'm beginning to think that Sally and Anthea could rule the world, on the days Mrs. H wants to have a lie-in.)
That pic is worth a thousand dollars. :D I take it Sherlock's no longer mad at Lestrade? And I'm glad too that Mycroft's not going entirely on his own. I don't know, I thought maybe for a kid who's never been to school, boarding would be a bit difficult to adapt to. But then again, it's Mycroft we're talking about. Aside from being incredibly clever, he seems very mature, too. :)
Hahahahahaha! Nose hairs! I can't stop giggling.
Later gator (and my phone autocorrected that to "layer gay" twice)
Bronwyn
That picture is priceless! So it the other one -- I forgot to mention it.
I'm glad Mycroft will have Anthea and the dogs there with him, but I now expect Sherlock to agitate for a pet of his very own (other than Lestrade, that is).
Bit mad around the eyes, in the head, etc.
Must be slightly touched, as I realise i'm more relaxed now, heading to work, than I have been all weekend.
Why's that do you think?
Because Mrs Holmes terrifies me.
You'll probably laugh, but the way I see it is Sherlock and Mycroft are her boys, you, Anthea, Mrs Hudson etc. Are hand picked, vetted, chosen for your excellent attributes. And i'm just some uninvited random crashing the party. And any time she thinks I've outstayed my welcome, i'll find myself out of all your lives faster than you can blink.
So I just get nervous.
She could take the boys away, yes, though I don't think she would, but she can hardly take me away. Anyway, I think she likes you.
I told you you'd laugh.
Anyway, it's not you lot I think she'd take away. I think I'd find myself suddenly posted on transfer to Australia.
You know me, don't like thw lack of control. That's all
Yeah, you really would've hated the army. If I ever learn you've suddenly been sent to australia I'll come and find you, all right? I'm only laughing a very little bit.
I'd've looked good in the uniform though, right? Hah.
Deal. Tell the boys it's a school trip. Or an epic game of hide and seek.
What are you up to? Sherlock still thinks I'm mean, but he obviously went to school this morning, despite being up talking to the internet half the night.
The lack of sleep is probably related to his estimation of your meanness.
I've just finished cleaning the kitchen and am wondering again if I really ought to get a job.
You'd have looked excellent in the uniform.
I don't understand how a. You have any energy left for another job and b. How it would fit in around the boys and the school holidays.
I suppose it might be very slightly more practical when Mycroft's at school. But still, I quite enjoy you having some energy left if and when I get home...
What sort of thing might you like to do?
I was joking about the uniform... And I still maintain I wouldn't have been a total disaster in the army. It can't be so wildly different from living in the section house, which I did for a few years, off and on.
You wouldn't have been a disaster, I'm sure. I just don't think you would've enjoyed it. Did you like living in the section house?
I don't know, I'm only saying, they're both gone generally from eight to two or three in the afternoon, depending. There's got to be something useful I can do with that amount of time. Volunteer work maybe. Starbucks is hiring, but I suspect that wouldn't work out well.
Volunteering sounds like the best idea. Maybe with someone who needs your doctor skills? It might help if you're doctoring more than the 3 who currently need you.
Section house had its moments.
Would i get a discount if you worked in Starbucks? Free coffee? It might be worth it.
Oh yes?
Maybe, but you'd also spend a lot of time listening to me whinge about rude customers I suspect.
A big bunch of young men living together in close quarters, of course it did!
I'd set Sherlock on your rude customers. Although Starbucks' coffee is Crap. Get a job in a decent coffee shop instead.
I´d say the amount of rude people at a coffeeshop are higher than at Starbucks, but then I´m Dutch and 'coffeeshop' has a rather different kind of merchandise here. Actually, now that I think of it... Stoned people are a lot less rude than people hyped up on coffee. Yeah, maybe you'd be better off at a coffeeshop after all? ;)
Hmmm vulenteiring as a doctor might actually be a really good plan if you can make some decent agreements over the fact that you have two very particular boys to take care of and thus need some very particular time off. Might also work for your insomnia as a matter of fact.
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