I've unwisely taught Sherlock a joke that my grandmother told me. Actually joke might be putting it too strongly, but as a result he and L keep having exchanges like this:
Sherlock: *asks a question*
L: Well--
S: *very seriously* A deep subject.
And then he cackles and L groans and I pretend I'm not still amused, but despite having heard this probably ten times today I still sort of am.
L is recovering. More slowly than he'd like, obviously -- well, more slowly than any of us would like. Ideally he'd be all better again by now, but naturally he's the most impatient since it's him stuck on the sofa.
One Mrs H has made more cake and the other has sent round a restrained bouquet of flowers. I'll leave you to guess which is which. I'm relieved about the flowers actually. When she phoned to say we should expect a delivery, that didn't occur to us as an option and we were guessing anything from a live crocodile (Sherlock) to a bionic knife-proof leg (L).
I keep searching for something useful to say about my own emotions in regard to this, but I don't think there is anything really. I'm still angrier than I ought to be. It's not really any worse than someone hurting him face to face. The intention is the same whether it's a trap or a direct attack. It's jarring though. Like having an IED show up on a London street.
Sherlock: *asks a question*
L: Well--
S: *very seriously* A deep subject.
And then he cackles and L groans and I pretend I'm not still amused, but despite having heard this probably ten times today I still sort of am.
L is recovering. More slowly than he'd like, obviously -- well, more slowly than any of us would like. Ideally he'd be all better again by now, but naturally he's the most impatient since it's him stuck on the sofa.
One Mrs H has made more cake and the other has sent round a restrained bouquet of flowers. I'll leave you to guess which is which. I'm relieved about the flowers actually. When she phoned to say we should expect a delivery, that didn't occur to us as an option and we were guessing anything from a live crocodile (Sherlock) to a bionic knife-proof leg (L).
I keep searching for something useful to say about my own emotions in regard to this, but I don't think there is anything really. I'm still angrier than I ought to be. It's not really any worse than someone hurting him face to face. The intention is the same whether it's a trap or a direct attack. It's jarring though. Like having an IED show up on a London street.
178 comments:
You are a saint.
Apart from the jokes, that is...
And on the bright side, if I keep getting stuck doing Sherlock's homework with him by the end of the week I will have learnt a lot.
At least you can't say you're bored most of the time ;)
Heh! That's definitely a "funny-many-times" joke!
I don't know, John--I think your guts are right and it IS worse in some ways than a direct attack. Someone who sets a trap just doesn't value any life but their own, they don't care who gets hurt--an animal, a child, a neighbor, makes no difference. And boobytraps are meant to HURT, not just harm. So, yeah. Angry is perfectly reasonable.
Not when you and Sherlock are here. I'll see what trouble I can get into when you're at work and he's at school ;)
and just tell me, if there's anything I can do, for the anger. I'd like to help.
I was going to flippantly say 'oh just change the world' but you have changed my world, so...you are helping. Thank you.
I'll just try and change where i put my feet now then.
John, I can't say for you how much anger you "ought" to be feeling & I am sure not a health professional. But it seems however much you feel is right, for you, for right now. If it were making you do harmful or excessively reckless things, that'd be a problem to be dealt with, but still not necessarily a wrong amount of feeling, if that makes sense? And the "useful" thing to say is just to say that you're angry, and if it gives you too much energy to burn off, go burn it off, and if it saps your energy, say so, talk about it and take care of yourself and do the things you can for yourself, and as much as you can of the things you do for others. Which is a lot. If there were more folk like you & Greg in the world, working & raising the next generation, it'd be a better place.
On the whole I imagine watching Sherlock torture Greg with your grandmother's joke is soothing. Did she teach you any more gems? Or any handcrafts like knitting or crochet? I'd bet Greg could do with a project . . .
Heal well, all of you.
-fA
Before he left to take Sherlock to school he installed me on the sofa with remote controls, laptop, guitar and an entire pot of coffee... What a man. :)
I'm missing out on disaster training today. Bit sad about that.
Lestrade and Maftet are both asleep on the sofa and John said maybe Lestrade will go ginger and grow a tail like he wanted to. But I don't think he will. He might go ginger with lots of Maftet's fur stuck to him.
Heh, Sherlock--that does seem a possibility! (You should take a picture, I'm sure Lestrade would like to see what they look like. ;) )
At least with a face to face attack there's a chance of defending yourself - or at least clobbering the other person - a trap is the coward's way.
I can't believe what I've been reading! You poor things.
If you're up for visitors in the next few days, I've got a little man who'd love to entertain his uncle Greg.
John i'll give you a ring first. We can always babysit Greg while you're at work if you'd like!
That would be lovely, Jo, thanks. We can keep you well supplied with chocolate cake. :)
Too bad they couldn't have used you as a 'victim' in the disaster training, eh?
One more day down. Hope tomorrow goes well.
-fA
They have been employed a lot of people who are amputees, with gallons of fake blood and gore. It all looks very impressive.
I'd love a visit, Jo. Just don't rely on my for hospitality. Im not allowed in the kitchen on my own yet!
We're all doing a rubbish job of keeping you entertained, L! I hope things are healing up well, although I guess it feels like it's going to take an infeasibly long time at the moment. Still I'm sure Maf reckons it's an ill wind and all that!
John, I'm not sure that there is and 'angrier than I should be'. Why would you not be mad as fire about it. There is something worse about the randomness of it, than someone taking a pop because they're angry/upset/don't want to be arrested. It shows a complete lack of regard for anyone else, an other people are things view of life that's hard to deal with.
Sherlock we had about three inches of snow this morning which then melted within 90 minutes, very annoying!
Ah, don't worry, I'm just here trying not to be a pain in the arse for John too much. Although when I try and do anything he joins Maf in sitting on me ;)
Sal said I should tell you all what happened. So, without the gory details (to Sherlock's annoyance):
We visited a property... we did knock on the door, but we were going in whether they liked it or not. So we knocked the door in, all headed in, some of my team went into downstairs rooms, a team came in the back and one of them went ahead of me up the stairs, then I went for it and...he'd trodden on the bottom step and the third step. I jumped on the second, it was either cut through or almost, and underneath was a board with knives sticking up out of it. Missed my foot, I'm glad to say, got me in the calf. So I swore a lot, got out the way enough that a couple more officers could get upstairs to help the guy who was up there, and then some people dragged me out of the wreckage of the tread and, eventually, out onto the front lawn because there just wasn't any space in the building. And everyone did their jobs and wrapped me up tight enough to stop me leaking until the ambulance turned up and hooked me up to everything.
Booby traps are a growing problem for us, but we weren't expecting it this time, to be honest. I think I'll always be expecting it now.
O_O
Yikes.
I am very glad it wasn't Worse, L. Bad enough, though.
How's Sherlock's homework so far this week? Anything the Internet can learn from it?
In any case, I hope you feel well enough that in between being restless and bored you get to enjoy having extra time, even if it is couch-based, with family members other than Maf.
-fA
How goes your day as cat bed, L?
It is lovely spending time with John. Although he may not think about he same, given he's doing evrything around here.
He's at work today, having a rest ;) and I'v got Jo and the Tiger with me. Maf's removed herself away from grabby hands.
Smart Maf! I bet you are being well-entertained, even if she wasn't. :)
Maf got a cuddle from Sherlock when Mrs H brought him home. I had forgotten to tell her he went to school dressed as a butterfly today... She took it in her stride.
A butterfly is a good thing to be. What was the occasion?
We had a squirrel a princess hairdresser and a footballer which made the dentist smile after school :-)
I hope you had fun with Jo and co :-)
World Book Day - lots of schools have people dressing up as a character from a book. Some people put a lot of effort in and some kids just turn up in Disney Princess costumes even though they aren't books.
Is today a kids' holiday in the UK? Or favorite book character day? Or . . . that's it for ideas.
Glad you had a nice visit, L.
-fA
OH! the explanation crossed with my question! Thanks, Anon!
-fA
I'm afraid we sort of forgot a bit, but we could put a butterfly together, and Sherlock was happy to go as a butterfly. (From the Very Hungry Caterpillar, if anyone needs a specific butterfly-related book.)
(And John just caught me in the kitchen when he got in from work. I got told off. But it wasn't my fault!! ;) )
Books are a thing eminently deserving of a celebration!
(Someone dragged you into the kitchen against your will?)
The gravitational pull of the couch needs to be increased!
-fA
boredom and hunger led me astray.
And I am being careful that the bits which should be sticking together are, and the bits that shouldn't be sticking together aren't...Apparently got to have physiotherapy soonish.
Ah. Totally not your fault, then!
Careful is good, and PT is good too.
He tried to get me to bring him paperwork today, John. I refused. But any time YOU want me to bring him paperwork, I'll do it. Doctor's orders and all that.
grass. It's lucky we aren't criminals.
I wish we had book celebrations in the US. Sadly, no such thing exists.
Grass?
Snitch, I think RR.
Dude, trying to GET paper work? Are you even down to over-the-counter painkillers yet? You must be well and truly bored.
PT is good. You'll get a whole new set of aches and pains to entertain you!
Kestrel, some of the local elementary schools here have a "book parade" with similar costumes near the end of the school year. But it certainly isn't a universal thing.
-fA
Today Mrs H bought me a lamp to rewire. And some cream to whisk. So I've actually been vaguely useful.
Thanks for the translation, fA!
Rewiring a lamp sounds more than vaguely useful. Even if it didn't take you very long, which is what I got from you lumping it together with whisking cream--also more than vaguely useful, because yum, cream!
Did Maf help with the cream? Or the rewiring - I'm sure she'd have been very helpful.
Nah, she was being a Daddy's girl today as John isn't at work, sticking by him mainly, until some important sleeping needed attending to (I'll admit, she wasn't the only one asleep...)
Jo gave me some weird iron juice that pregnant people get to drink yesterday, given I'd leaked rather a lot of the red stuff and am still knackered, so I'm giving that a try. But to be honest, doing nothing just makes me tired!
For a certain definition of helpful . . .
-fA
I'm sure your husband could be all scientific about what injury & surgery take out of a body and how much energy healing takes.
You'll be back up to speed eventually. Rest is important right now! It's only been a week? Or not even?
-fA
My husband is a perfect mix of Doctor knowledge and been-there-done-that understanding. He's also making me French toast... With a little help from Sherlock
You certainly have an excellent husband! Do you like savoury or sweet French Toast?
Belated commiserations on the injuries. I hope things heal up super fast, and that they catch the trog who set the trap.
I didn't realize savory French Toast was a thing... (Egg challah makes the best French Toast, btw!)
Each of you have become so much better over time at letting the other take care of you. It's a lovely thing.
Making French toast is a valuable skill for Sherlock to master. If he can keep from getting distracted, he'll soon be able to turn out a meal in turn with the two of you & Mycroft!
Hope everyone's weekend is going well!
-fA
Maybe i's just not, ReRe - maybe it's just me! I can't do sweets for breakfast, so I always have a savoury version (usually with plain greek yoghurt and chilli sauce).
Happy Mother's Day to everyone on here who is celebrating it today. I was very fortunate to get breakfast in bed, though French toast was not on the menu. ;) I hope you enjoyed yours, Greg. How's the leg today, are you allowed to be up on it yet or still performing cat bed duties?
Has Sherlock been festooning you with glitter to make his Mum a card, they're always so much nicer when they're hand made, aren't they.
Have a great day everyone. :)
Sherlock made an excellent card at school, so we are covered in glitter, but not as much as normal. He and Mycroft have taken their mum out for lunch.
I do have a big storm trooper leg style boot I can wear to get around without straining anything. Is just not very comfy over all the stitches etc. But I really need some fresh air!
The daughter phoned my at 8am as she came off night duty. On the landline. The upstairs phone is tempramental, so by the time I'd run downstairs she'd rung off. And was phoning my mobile. Which was upstairs. And yes, by the time I'd made it back upstairs she'd rung off. I phoned her back. My card is on her sofa. But her present had arrived.
Happy Mother's Day to all mothers and other carers.
Haha, SH--look, she got you an extra workout for Mother' Day! :D
Happy Mother's Day to all those celebrating! (We don't have that until May.)
Persuaded John to let us walk to the park. (With weird boot and crutches in my case).
Out of nowhere, torrential snow appeared.
I feel like there's a message there somewhere.
The real question is: Was Sherlock back in time to be along on this outing? Because in that case the message probably is you should do that again. ;) (That's assuming no slipping on icy paths or sidewalks occurred, of course.)
No, he's still out with his mum.
It didn't really settle, and it's all melted now.
Well, for adult people that's the best kind of snow, even if there's nothing to play in. Falling snow is pretty.
My favorite snow is the kind that just dusts all the trees and lawns but doesn't stick to the roads.
I favor no snow, but if there must be some I want to be able to do cross country skiing or sledding.
Hope everyone who is a mother or does some mothering had a good day!
Glad you can get up and get about, even if not as well or for as long as you'd like, Greg.
-fA
After a visit to the hospital this morning I am officially allowed to walk about in my big boot thing as long as I'm careful! And I'm on the waiting list for physio.
That sounds like good progress Greg :-)
Hopefully cabin fever will be avoided!
I'm hoping to use my free time with John to the max. First stop, the flicks. I'd love to see Spotlight and maybe some other things.
Congratulations! I agree with pandabob, that sounds like good progress. :)
(Might want to check out The Force Awakens, too--I hear it's awesome!)
We actually took the boys to see star wars not long after it came out. Trying to share things from our youth with them, that sort of idea. Im afraid I was very underwhelmed. Is not like they didn't have time to make a really great story, either!!
Well, rats! I've been really looking forward to seeing it. :( (But my sister loved it, so maybe it'll be okay...)
My life has become a series of terrible jokes, courtesy of our youngest (with encouragement from my husband)...
Sherlock: "Why did the chicken cross the road?"
Me: "I don't know."
Sherlock: "To visit the idiot!"
(A long pause, as Sherlock continues his homework.)
Sherlock: "Knock knock!"
Me: "Who's there?"
Sherlock, killing himself laughing already: "THE CHICKEN."
(John snorts with laughter next to me.)
...
Heeheeheeheehee!
You will look back on this stage of childrearing with huge fondness, though. Or at least I do. (Of course, Knock knock jokes are still the only ones I can remember well enough to tell, so I may be biased!)
Congrats on being cleared to hobble! Is the wait for physio long?
-fA
I dunno, fA.
My mom STILL hasn't forgiven my Aunt for the joke book she gave me when I was nine. (and it didn't even have any elephant jokes in it)
Kestrel, your mom and aunt are using that joke book as a proxy to work out other issues. Who can't look back in fondness at the 12th repetition of:
Child: "What's black and white and red all over?"
Clever Parent: A newspaper!
Child: [through smothered giggling] NO! A sunburned zebra! [actual unsmothered giggling]
It's only in real time, as your well-loved child's mouth opens to regale you with more jokes (or more likely, more repetitions of the same handful of jokes) that the fondness dims!
That's my story, and I'm sticking to it!
-fA
Both the boys are very funny. Sherlock's jokes are often a bit incomprehensible... He's more of a surrealist. Mycroft is incredibly dry and sarcastic, with some biting observations...
How do they feel about Monty Python?
Monty Python sounds like it might be right up Sherlock's alley, if not yet, soon. I'd be interested to know if it's too silly for Mycroft.
-fA
Just what I was thinking, fA. :)
they don't watch that much telly, really. Mycroft likes some of it, we've watched some of the films together, rather than the series. other bits are a bit silly. Sherlock isn't really interested in comedy that much.
Been to work today. Just a quick visit, sign off on the reports of what happened to me and stuff, show my face to my team, prove Sal doesn't really have me tied up in a basement somewhere.
I'm sure Sally appreciated your self-sacrifice on her behalf. :)
He just came to pick up paperwork and try to prove to everyone he's not just having a nice holiday with his dishy husband.
And maybe thank a few people for mopping up all the ketchup he spilt everywhere.
I am having a nice time with my dishy husband. But it would be nicer if I wasn't full of a million stitches!
Hurry up and catch the bastards who did it ;)
Very sad to see Keith Emerson has died. A legend.
(and yes, as my sis asked me earlier, I did go and give my bike a quick kiss when I was at the Yard.)
I expect it misses you, too.
The afterlife is getting itself one big old jam session lately.
Man, ELP was huge in the soundtrack to our lives in the theatre/music/artsy crowd side of my high school years. Slightly more than huge in the stoner subgroup.
Maybe I have to face that it's not that this is a particularly sad year, I'm just old enough that the generation or two ahead of me is coming to the end of their time.
I guess if you have to abandon your baby somewhere, New Scotland Yard is a pretty safe place for it.
-fA
I'm going to be referee now.
Murray's over to watch France vs Scotland. John and Murray are cheering Scotland on. Sherlock is all vive la France!
If we all survive I'll let you know.
That sounds like a fun way to spend your afternoon :-)
I feel certain these 15 blokes are exciting my husband more than I ever have...
Oh, I doubt the "ever" part of it... ;)
you're not watching him leap around the room shouting and pumping his fist in the air....
...You may have a point there.
France ALWAYS win and now Scotland did it's not fair!
Here's the thing about team sports, Sherlock--there's always a next game, even if it means waiting a while.
I dunno, Sherlock. If France always win, seems only fair for Scotland to take their turn :-)
Nameless - there is an entirely different definition of the word 'fair' when Sherlock is involved ;)
John and Murray definitely thought it was fair.
Sherlock and I made hot cross buns to eat to comfort ourselves. Although some were used to soak up John and Murray's celebratory beers...
I have some Brownies who have a similar definition of 'fair' to Sherlock. Which is why one of the rules when we play games is 'Screech Owl's decision is always final'. It saves a lot of arguments.
Happy Pi Day, everyone! :)
DO you have an actual screech owl?? Can I be a brownie do they all have owls? I bet Lestrade would want to be one too if he got an owl.
Unfortunately Sherlock, we have no actual owls. All Brownie leaders have the names of Owls, so we have Brown Owl, Sparkly Owl and Screech Owl in our pack.
And Brownies is just for girls, so Lestrade couldn't join - he'd be a little too old anyway.
Awww. That's not fair.
Pity. I feel Lestrade could be an asset to a Brownie troop. I remember learning useful things as an {American-style) Brownie. Simple cooking would fit right in, and some introductory basics of motorcycle safety/maintenance would be interesting to some.
-fA
Plus I'd look great in the uniform and could get badges!
Clearly time to reassess the admission requirements...
L - Do you have sensible shoes for playing games - no flipflops?
I've discovered I am now automatically programmed to count any Brownies I see. I was at London Zoo on Saturday with friends and we saw two different Brownie packs and each time I started to count them.
Yeah! I've got trainers. What badges can I do???
I completely misread that as "what badgers can I do?", which is a very different question...
...I typed 'badgers' when I first wrote the comment!
I'm afraid I read it as 'badgers' too. It just...seemed to make sense?
Possibly start with "Friends to Animals"?
I actually worry that 'what badgers can I do?' makes more sense to my husband than me becoming a Brownie (a very good Brownie, I add, who does good turns and gets badges. Not badgers. Although I'd do a good turn for a badger.)
Got to go and see occ health tomorrow. I can see my future and it contains.... Paperwork
You must be clairvoyant!
Does this mean you're going to start PT? (or have you?)
Though it seems appropriately bureaucratic that you'd be doing paperwork for an occupational health assessment if it does nothing to get you into actual physical therapy.
-fA
Nope. The long wait for the NHS continues. But I love the NHS and mustn't grumble.
Paperwork is because I'm sure the Met will clear me for a return to (paper)work.
The Met probably views your current function as cat pillow of limited use, when it has lots and lots of lovely paperwork just waiting for someone to look at it.
They need to acquire the cat's eye point of view. *nod*
Cats like paper. Particularly paper one is trying to read/use. If the paperwork comes home, rather than you going to it, I will suspect that Maf is extending her power to make your presence on the couch even more interesting.
I hope they find you a sprinkling of less-tedious paperwork to mix in with the usual run.
-fA
At least some of the paperwork will come home. Don't fancy the tube on one leg ;)
Been there, done that, people do not notice you need a seat, and I felt like a jerk requesting one. Too much bouncing!
Got to go to two meetings today. That actually counts as excitement these days ;)
But to be honest, it's been so nice spending time with John. Reminds me why I married him ;)
Awwwww. :)
I'm guessing the office isn't going to see much dad dancing yet. But perhaps I underestimate you.
I do enjoy when people remember to notice why they like/love each other. Whether it's friends, romantic interests or family members. (Lucky if it's all three!)
-fA
It's lovely that you're getting to spend time together - (I would hesitate to say almost worth it cos no-one would want to go through what you've been through but kind of a tiny bit almost) - maybe try for an extended holiday together without the pain next time. ;)
Are you ready for the imminent onslaught of holiday time? I've got one already home & the other finishing on Thursday but so far no cries of 'unfair'so I'm counting that as a bonus & keeping quiet. ;)
Hope everyone has a great day. :)
We're getting Mycroft home in a few days, so then we'll all be together. It is great having someone around who it's so nice to spend time with - makes a huge difference in my life! John is a complete boss, and gorgeous to boot ;)
I'm going to tell everyone who sees it my scar is from fighting off a shark and a bear at the same time, to save a damsel in distress....or maybe a handsome prince in distress ;)
When I was in a wheelchair with casts on both legs (apparently this is the point where everyone asks you what happened) I told people that parachuting was surprisingly dangerous.
Becca, you made me laugh out loud!
I do hope you never have opportunity to use that line again, though.
-fA
It's Purim tonight, so I wanted to wish everyone a happy Purim! (It's the one from the Book of Esther--the ultimate "they tried to kill us, they failed, let's eat" Jewish holiday!)
RR, I do hope in your Internet time-wasting you've run across the hilarious, if sarcastic, re-telling of the Purim story by swanjolras on Tumblr? My favorite part:
"meanwhile haman has finished his Plotting and has resulted in this: he is going to get revenge against mordecai by Killing All The Jews.
“oh yeah,” say the jews. “real original.” "
(Well, *I* laughed.)
Happy Purim to you!
-fA
I had not seen that. Now I have seen it. THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR POINTING ME IN THAT DIRECTION! *giggling madly*
I liked the line about God's own travel agency!
Me too, Lancs!
-fA
That was hilarious!
Love it! So funny!
Happy good Friday to you all. I hope most of you have the long weekend off.
Happy Easter Weekend to all those celebrating (including those celebrating a few extra days off... ;) )!
We're working here, but the weather is nice, lots of people are NOT on the roads commuting to work and life is more generally good - so I'm not complaining! Hope that it's a good weekend for those celebrating and for those not.
-fA
We are suffering the usual British condition - school holidays start, storm sweeps in ensuring we have stir-crazy kids.
Chocolate-fuelled stir crazy kids.
I'm sure you were all very creative with your stuck-at-home time!
What an inspirational bloke - and well done to his Grandmother, she's a true heroine!
http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/magazine-35884363
I'm not crying...No, I am crying. Beautiful.
Amazing!
Amazing is right.
-fA
We've eaten easter eggs. And once the storm sodded off we've been out with the dogs. (I get to walk almost nowhere but I am allowed to throw a ball for them.)
Bit bored of this leg thing now.
Soft tissue injuries take TOO LONG to heal. This is a seriously annoying thing.
Yeah, it's ok when I'm working - the odd meeting in the Yard and a lot of paperwork at home/at the yard when needs be. But now the boys are home and there's stuff to do it's very annoying not to be able to do it all. John is being completely great about it all though.
Unfortunately, not resting these things just makes it take LONGER. (I keep on reinjuring myself over and over--take it from me, it is so not worth it!)
Is it the sort of thing you could get a trolley for? a friend had one after ankle surgery. She'd put her knee up on the cushion and wheel around like a scooter. Exhausting, not ideal, but maybe would give you a bit more freedom?
So..the question of the day is.....
What flavour cake do you want, John? If you don't answer you will get an ungodly mixture....
Ungodly mixture is always the risk of encouraging those you love to surprise you ;-)
Cake making does sound like a fun way to spend a day :-)
How ungodly will it be?
Sherlock wants every flavour in the known universe in a layer cake.You'd be pooing glitter until you're fifty.
Mycroft suggested a chili chocolate cake.
I'm lobbying for an Earl Grey cake with orange marmalade icing.
Yours does sound best, but I'd happily eat any of them.
You might get more than one cake... sherlock did just very seriously point out that there's no point being very old if you can't decide to eat more cake than you're allowed.
That is an excellent point. But please don't put all the candles on. We'll start a fire.
*busily checking calendar and posts of yore*
:)
The great fire of London II
You're getting a...range of goodies. And are formally invited to high tea, tomorrow, in our living room. RSVP.
Dear me. Thank you for the reminder that I must bake 4 dozen cookies for the Winterguard potluck on Friday.
I don't know why everyone's comments were being held for approval - I didn't change any settings. The inner workings of blogger are still a mystery to me after all these years. I've published them now...if it keeps doing this, I'll...do something? I don't know what but something.
L - looking forward to high tea immensely. :)
Good. So is Sherlock. He won on the decoration front as he lost on the flavour front. So expect a glitterstorm.
Oh I always expect a glitterstorm, don't worry.
Glitter is FESTIVE!
(Thank you for fixing whatever was broken, John.)
Right, should actually be fixed now - I think the problem was that I had comment moderation on for posts older than 30 days to avoid spam, and this post is now over 30 days old, which I don't think we've had happen with an active post before.
A sensible precaution. (You can always re-engage it once the next post is started.)
I might have been planning to do a post tomorrow anyway,...
You can put it on your Cv, Danger. Strengths: always ready for glitterstorms.
I sit and muse yearningly over Earl Grey cake with orange marmalade and GLITTER.
Not enough to go and make some, mind you. But enough to contemplate.
What are you up to now, Greg? Crutches? Walking boot, with or without crutches or cane?
-fA
I have my big boot and I'm allowed a bit more freedom these days. Just not allowed to ruin any surgeon's hard work. ;)
The cake does smell nice, even if I say so myself...
My surgeon had rather a possessive attitude about my feet as well. When I fell down the stairs and almost ruined his work he was quite put out with me.
Happy birthday John, you are the light of my life. The jam in my jelly roll (I don't even know what a jelly roll is... A doughnut?). You are everything to me. And, as our youngest plus it, now you're all that and Really Old. Have a great day. We have plans for you ;)
Yes happy birthday to you John and you're still younger than Lestrade but that is still quite old and later we're going on a bike ride to see some flowers but without Lestrade but it will be good because it's spring and maybe there will be frog spawn too.
Happy Birthday, John. Remember being old means the younger family members should be running around fulfilling every wish.
How's the glitter going?
Happy birthday, John, and all best wishes for the coming year! It sounds like you're having an excellent celebration so far--have you found any frog spawn?
Thanks, everyone! Couldn't ask for a better birthday or better people to spend it with.
Happy birthday John it's lovely to see you enjoying your special day with your boys :-)
Happy birthday, John!
Happy birthday, John! Sounds like an excellent day of celebrations & time with the family is underway. You deserve it. (I smiled to see that Sherlock faithfully notes that you are still younger than Lestrade, though quite old.)
-fA
I'm gonna get a portrait and stick it in the attic...
You've got time yet before you need to try that!
Happy birthday, John! Hope you´ve enjoyed the tour on the bikes - and have fun tasting the cakes :-)
Happy birthday John!
Just your cross to bear, L. for marrying a [really not all that much] younger man. Or maybe it's the living with a young Sherlock.
Either way. Naught to be done but gloat. He fell for you, didn't he? And seems to find it quite a good bargain.
-fA
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