We went away for the weekend to...a fort.
A literal, military fort that once used to house soldiers and now houses tourists. You could have fit a lot more people in there than just us, but given the water fight, it's probably good we were alone. Not to mention Murder in the Dark.
It's connected to the rest of the island via a causeway, and it gets cut off at high tide. It's a bit like a lighthouse, with that sense of isolation and being out on the very edge of the world.
I'm not sure what to say it about, truthfully. It's an amazing place. I was sad to leave. I'm still a bit sad, in an odd almost-homesick way. Lestrade and I sat on the roof both nights we were there and listened to the waves breaking against the rocks in the dark.
Well. We're back now. Mycroft's back at school with Anthea and the dogs, and Sherlock's so sleepy I don't think he'll even object to going to bed. He'll be at school tomorrow with pictures to show everyone - mainly of rainbow cake, but also of the fort - and bits of rock to pass around. L will be back at work. And life will go on as usual.
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But when do I get my birthday present?? I don't want to go to bed because Lestrade says birthdays end on Sunday.
You got your presents at the fort, love. And you are going to have to sleep soon. School tomorrow.
You got more off your list than I thought possible. I never thought you'd actually get to fly anywhere. Let alone fly the plane!
Got a story about 'The Railway Murderer' for you tonight. get ready for bed, we'll come and tuck you in.
But I'm getting Degu!
You're not getting degu(s) right now, Sherlock.
Oh wow, it looks like a really awesome place. I'd be homesick, too! I'm glad you guys had fun. Any chance you show us pics of the birthday cake? Did Mrs H helped you bake it? :3 Wel, I'm off now, to one of my niece's birthday party! :D She'll be five next week, but we're celebrating today. :3
When am I getting them? Tomorrow? Can we go after school?
Sherlock, you've had loads of presents. You're just going to have to wait and see if you get Degus some other time.
Come on, bedtime.
Lupe - Mrs Holmes did help bake. Well, she was in the kitchen, anyway. She stayed out of the worst of the disaster zone, sensibly.
Have a great party.
You're not getting them for your birthday, Sherlock. Maybe at Christmas.
I need to know you're old enough and responsible enough to take care of them properly.
But everyone on the internet said I should get Degus and I want Degus! I'm SIX and at school Mrs T lets me take the register to the office because she says I'm responsible and I WANT DEGUS.
What you want and what's actually going to happen won't always tally, Sherlock. We've said you're not getting them. There's no discussion to be entered into until you've calmed down.
Now get your pyjamas on.
We can talk about it tomorrow after school. Really think about why you should be allowed to have them, please, and we'll discuss it. And trust me when I say that throwing a fit right now is not going to help your case.
Right, time for bed. We're all up early in the morning.
I'm going to tell everyone at school that you're MEAN, and I want to ring Mummy.
You can talk to her after school too.
I'm sure everyone at school will be very interested in how mean we are, Sherlock. And I bet their parents or guardians are mean sometimes, too.
Did you know kids in the UK are the unhappiest in the developed world? Because they put so much value on material possessions?
I want to go back to the fort with Mummy and Mycroft and why does he get dogs and I can't have Degus.
He's older, and he took responsibility for walking them and looking after them. We're not saying no forever, Sherlock. Just for now. Like John said, you think about why you should have them, and talk to him tomorrow.
John, want to join in on the murder story, now the decibel level has dropped and the flailing seems to have been overtaken by sullen exhaustion?
Sure.
Want to climb on the roof after? ;)
...Maybe.
Well, Mycroft got up there before...
And I think Percy Lefroy Mapleton might have to wait, as Sherlock's asleep before we'd even got past the murder...
He's had quite a day, between flying a plane and then being cruelly denied degus.
things are so dramatic when you're six...
I feel like he's been horrifically spoiled already. Not that I want to deny him things but...well, he has had a LOT of presents.
And thrown a lot of things he already owns quite hard against the wall.
At the risk of sounding ancient... back when I was his age I'd've been happy to get ONE present. Never mind a weekend in a fort, a plane ride and a heap of presents.
And yeah. I fear for the Degus, if they don't do his bidding, sometimes...as you know, from our discussions.
Yeah. Just wish we hadn't had to get into it tonight.
I know. But it's been a brilliant weekend, and that's what we'll all remember.
Cuddle?
Please.
Sorry there was a bit of a downer there, but life does go on and I thought you handled things with more aplomb than most. The pictures are marvelous!
And that was me, innie, just above. Your blog is . . . whimsical.
Innie - he's just not used to people saying 'no' to him.
And Danger isn't used to people saying 'cuddle?' to him.
but both those things are being remedied.
That place looks stunning.
Poor Sherlock; so much excitement was bound to end in a bit of a crash. Life's tough when you're six...
Cuddling: I approve :-)
Sherlock, I'm sorry you didn't get your degu(s) for your birthday. But sometimes, things happen for a reason that don't always make sense to us at the time.
When I was a bit older than you I wanted a rat so bad I begged my parents. They told me if I worked really hard in school and behaved I might be allowed to have one.
Well, I did as best as I could in school, and still I didn't have a rat. I actually yelled at my mom in a restaurant because she started to laugh when I told her I wanted a rat and it wasn't fair. That only got me a lecture and being sent to my room when we got home.
I found out a few days later she had laughed because they had got me a rat for Christmas, and wanted to surprise me.
Although you didn't get the degu for your birthday, there may be a reason that will make sense later on. I felt horrible about having yelled after I realized they had only wanted to surprise me.
I bet if you write out a report for John and Lestrade about why you want the degu and what you will do to take care of it, they will talk to you about what they expect.
Sorry this comment was so long!
John, Lestrade, I'm glad you had a good time on your trip, the fort looks lovely!
It was lovely - really special.
And now I need some sleep before another working week. Shame the sound of waves has been replaced by the drone of traffic...
http://www.sleepphones.com/downloads
I recommend the Newport Waves download. It's lovely, played low on speakers.
Sleep well and good luck.
Bronwyn
Think that's all a bit new age for me, Bronwyn. London's traffic has lulled me to sleep for 30 years - I'm sure it will keep doing so.
I just still want to be on holiday.
Danger, if you're about we could do lunch? Talk about the boy wonder? Purposefully not talk about him... Depending on your mood.
He was okay with me this morning, sullen, but not unco-operative. But then, he wanted breakfast and I told him he wasn't getting any, or the laptop, if he was going to be horrible. He also got a bit of a lecture on not playing up when it was time for school...so I hope some of it sank in.
Yeah, all right. Should I come now?
Sorry, sorry, got caught up in something.
Only if you want to. You don't sound too keen. It's not a problem if you're busy, I'll just work through.
It sounds nice actually. Didn't mean to sound unkeen. I'll have Sherlock with me if we do it now though. Is that all right? I'm just at his school, he should be out soon.
Crap, hadn't realised how late it was. Of course It's ok for Sherlock to come. How is he? How are you?
I'm all right. Sherlock... I'll know in about five minutes? Heh. The staff here haven't given me any dark looks since I showed up, so I assume he wasn't too bad.
Well he hasn't got any issues with them. Although they may all now know you're a big mean nanny.
If he's still got a cob on with you or me, though, he runs a high risk of getting my police officer voice. Whichh he came close to getting last night.
I don't have a cob, I have a list. Can we go to the place by your work with the funny sandwiches?
Yes we can.
A list sounds promising. Unless you've taken John hostage and It's a list of demands.
...why am I giving you ideas?
No hostages. I made him leave the water pistol at home.
Alright, so I (being an almost-child-and-youth-psychologist (2 weeks to go, litteraly) I can't help but add my 2 cents. There is nothing more healthy than hearing no some times. Sure it sucks, but it's a lesson you'd better learn early, because it's a lot easier learned at that age (and has a lot less serious consequences). So don't fall into the trap of giving it to him after all...
Sherlock: I'm sorry for speaking up against you and I'm sure I'm utterly mean as well...
Ginnyvos - It's a lesson Sherlock may be learning a little late. But he will learn. I don't feel any sort of...guilt, or feel mean, so no chance of me folding.
But it's not an easy fight. Got to remember, when we first met these boys, they both had credit cards. Seriously. There was nothing to say yes or no to - they did as they pleased.
I'd like to think he'll come to value our time together more highly than any 'things' he has bought for him.
Are any of the rest of you in London? This rain is ridiculous. Not looking forward to riding home if it continues.
Hope you're warm and dry, Danger and Sherlock.
That'll be the rain we had in Gloucester yesterday. I was soaked in under two minutes.
Take care on the roads.
L - I'm making...a thing. For dinner. Are you home soon?
Ginnyvos - I've no intention of giving into him; I just want him to understand why he's not getting them.
...Don't try to respond to that if you're currently riding through the rain.
Am outside, locking bike.
be right in.
Thing is my favourite.
It's got stuff too.
life couldn't get any better
Well. That was a better day than I expected to have.
Good.
Sherlock was quite sweet when I told him his story. I asked him if he still thought we were 'mean'...
He said 'Yes, but you have to be sometimes to be a grown up, so I don't mind too much.'
Which is...one way of putting it.
He's surprisingly astute sometimes.
I'm travelling again for my job (which is why I've lately been lurky), but i can say that while I'm in a different London than you are, it is also thunderstorming like anything here. Glad I brought my umbrella; pity I didn't bring a raincoat because it's almost horizontal.
Glad to hear you had a lovely weekend -- from what you'd been writing, I was picturing Mont St Michel in Normandy; similar idea, at least. Sorry it ended with Sherlock in a bit of a strop, but disappointment is hard when you're six and coming off a weekend long excitement-high! Glad that seems to have blown over.
Kholly - yes. Sometimes. I have a feeling you lot, John and Mrs T influenced that response though.
He just asked for pancakes for breakfast. Which he never gets if I'm heading to work. So I said 'no'.
'you don't have to be mean all the time.'
I've a nasty feeling he's gone to jump on John and state a case for pancakes. I should probably go and check...
X - try and stay dry! And yes, life is hard when you're 6! Especially 6 going on 40....
That looks like a lovely fort, though it seems as though your weather was at least as unpleasant as it is around here (10 degrees and torrential downpours).
...Hello! I've just spent an embarrassingly short amount of time reading through both of your blogs, and enjoying them thoroughly.
Since you seem like the sort of people who enjoy baked goods, I come offering baked good recipes as a sort of reverse welcome:
http://www.stumbleupon.com/su/1GGJFF/blogs.babble.com/family-kitchen/2011/04/08/rainbow-cake-in-a-jar/
http://www.foodnetwork.com/recipes/saras-secrets/blackout-cake-recipe/reviews/index.html
Lestrade you need to come home so we can bake a cake.
I will be home as soon as I can, but we're not baking tonight. You can help me with dinner.
We've all eaten way too much cake recently. I'm getting fat. Maybe at the weekend we'll do another.
Sorry. In the future I will only suggest complicated recipes near the end of the week.
As a mid-week compromise, might I proffer 5-minute microwave chocolate cake in a mug?
4 tbsp flour
4 tbsp sugar
2 tbsp cocoa
1 egg
3 tbsp milk
3 tbsp oil
1 large mug or bowl
Mix together the dry ingredients in the mug, then add wet ingredients and combine. Microwave for 3 minutes, then let rest in microwave for another 1-2 minutes. Turn out onto a plate and enjoy!
They sound like amazing recipes - I can't see the second one though. It says members only! So we only get to read the glowing comments...
I'll see if I can persuade Danger to help Sherlock with a mug cake.
(and if anyone should be embarrassed about anything regarding these blogs it's me. although I generally stay out of trouble when I'm not drunk or drugged...) welcome, anyway. And thanks!
I think we can manage a microwave mug cake. Thanks, Ria.
YES!
I want mine pink and chocolate with chocolate chips and orange peel.
Ack! I linked the wrong bit of the second recipe. This should be the right one:
http://www.foodnetwork.com/recipes/saras-secrets/blackout-cake-recipe/index.html
Thanks for the welcome, L. It really was an embarrassingly short amount of time, though. I think I started reading on Friday, and I finished up late last night.
Good luck with the microwave cake, John and Sherlock. It has served me well in times of dire chocolate cravings.
Excellent choices, Sherlock! For the jam-lovers among you, you can sub 1-2 tbsp of milk with your preferred flavor of jam (I'm partial to raspberry). Or you can do other flavors of cake-- replace the cocoa with pumpkin or vanilla and adjust the liquid/dry ratio accordingly.
Sherlock! What have we been talking about the past few days? Instead of 'I want' how about thanking Ria for the recipe and John for agreeing to help and the *asking* for the favours you'd like?
(sorry, Danger, got a mound of paperwork - half of it in Italian - and really no time for baking. Thanks for helping him. And no I don't want one. I really am getting fat.)
Thank you Ria and John and John's having jam in his, and I'd make you one Ria but you're not here. And if we made Lestrade one it could have marmite in it, but John says that would be disgusting.
You're very welcome, Sherlock. Thanks for thinking of me. I'll probably make a cake for myself tonight (it's still early where I am).
Marmite cake sounds like a horrible abomination.
Danger, you can stop nodding.
It would be...interesting? I think I'd stick with chocolate though. Or coffee. Or both.
I love cake in a mug. It's perfect for when you really want something sweet, but don't want to make a whole cake. Also, you can frost it with Nutella.
I've never added jam to mine, but think I may have to try that. I hope you and John enjoyed your cakes, Sherlock!
Coffee sounds brilliant, L. I just might try that tonight.
Piplover: I'm literally the only person I know who doesn't like Nutella, but I'm sure it's lovely on this.
L - you could have it with bits of that marmite chocolate bar in. We should start running again when you've got time, and I should probably not eat so much mug cake, but...too late.
Ria, I don't like Nutella. It took me more than one tasting of it to realize that it has hazelnuts in it which probably explains my dislike as I'm allergic to those and they make my tongue go funny.
Danger - I'll stick with coffee. and Yes, we should. That might even happen before retirement...
The bit of mug-cake Sherlock virtually force-fed me was very nice. And that was the biggest smile I've seen on his face since the plane.
Kholly - you've just reminded me that apparently, Brazil nuts (which aren't really nuts...) are the only 'sexually transmitted' nut. As in, if you're allergic, and your partner has eaten some, you can have an allergic reaction from...well, you can all guess without me going into detail.
Fascinating, huh?
Yes! It's not just me! I'm not allergic, I just don't like the taste. Though I am, oddly, allergic to macadamia nuts. Not any other variety (heh), just those.
I'm glad that everyone liked their cake.
L - You were just watching QI? That was a moment of things you wouldn't learn on American television for me.
As in, if you're allergic, and your partner has eaten some, you can have an allergic reaction from...well, you can all guess without me going into detail.
Kissing?
Kholly - yeah. That's the only time I ever learn anything like that! (Not looking forward to anyone trying out the murder theory, though.)
Desert - Err...nope. But kissing after eating peanuts etc. can be fatal if you're really allergic, I believe? Don't think that's really 'transmitted', more...transferred. If there's a difference.
Ria -I've never heard of cake in a jar or cake in a mug before. I will definitely have to try them.
Lestrade - well, you can all guess without me going into detail.
I'm sure we all can, but where would the fun be in that? 0:)
Nameless - I clearly should have. Sherlock's been quizzing me. It's pretty hard to find the right words to explain to a small child. I try to stick with scientific...my brain only supplies very very non-scientific. Which just makes me look like I'm making it up/don't know what I'm talking about.
And John - medical man, should be good at explaining these sorts of things - just laughs until he nearly falls off his chair. Git.
You got yourself into that one!
Something Sherlock might enjoy is a programme I recently stumbled across, centred around animal dissections. Of course, it's really rather gory, and I wouldn't recommend it for most six-year-olds, but I find it absolutely fascinating.
Some of the episodes are online here: http://www.channel4.com/programmes/inside-natures-giants
Oh thanks! That does sound like something he'd love, and I think I've seen part of the whale one. I'll show him tomorrow after school.
Yeah, yeah, teach him about whale innards, but not about the birds and the bees... grumble grumble.
I'm starting to think in Italian again, with all this paperwork. And I know you're giggling every time I have to say something to myself before I write it down. My writing isn't very good.
I'll teach him about the birds and the bees when he asks me non-brazil-nut related questions. Until then, it's all you I'm afraid.
It's all right, the constant mumble of Italian is rather nice.
Isn't is more the birds and the bees, the birds and the birds, the bees and the bees, the neither birds nor bees...?
The captcha says "unact." Maybe it's suggesting you should take it back, Lestrade?
Danger - you're only saying that because you don't understand it. Whoever gets this report will think a 6 yr old wrote it. And around here a 6 yr old would be doing a better job.
Desert - Danger has just taken all responsibility for inter-species sex talks. I'll just help with the human side of it.
Course I'm only saying it because I don't understand it. Otherwise it'd sound just like when you mutter over your reports normally.
DW - Depends on the specific bird and bee involved I suppose... You never know.
And John - medical man, should be good at explaining these sorts of things - just laughs until he nearly falls off his chair. Git.
This image made me giggle. A lot :-)
I don't mutter!
You mutter a bit.
Coming to bed? I might mutter in Italian in my sleep... if you're really lucky.
One second, just checking something.
Do you dream in Italian?
Checking what?
And...no. not really. I dream I'm in Italy. And I dream I'm stuck places where I don't understand anyone and they don't understand me. But I don't think I dream 'in Italian'.
Doors and windows, mainly. Just like to make sure everything's locked up. And yes, I know, security team, etc. Completely unnecessary. Coming now.
Huh. Interesting.
I'm sure they're all professionals and all, but do you ever feel slightly less safe now that Anthea is gone?
Not sure if it's 'less safe'. Possibly 'more responsible'. Maybe a combination of both.
Not unnecessary . Especially if it makes you feel better.
Kholly - yes and no. No less safe with regard to people getting in. Personally slightly less... comfortable, especially with regards to collaborating with things like my job. But equally more than glad she's with Mycroft. Wouldn't want it any other way.
Random Anon Lurker here.
The way I had it described to me when I was little was that, when people are grown up and love each other very much, they can share a special kind of hug. And if that special hug is between a man and a woman, that can lead to babies.
I hope my explanation helps - six can be a bit early for the Talk, but possibly not if you're Sherlock.
Hey, I've been MIA since Sherlock's birthday, it's been crazy at work. I'm so glad you had an awesome trip! That place looks amazing. And I'm glad things calmed down after the initial melt down. Coming home is never easy when you've been having fun and you're tired and you know you have to get up and things aren't exactly the way you want them. It's great that you guys were so calm about it.
My older brother explained the birds and bees to me in the bath when he was five and I was two. Some older kid at school told him. There were hand gestures and pointing involved in his explanation. Years later I asked my mother about it and she said, "Well he wasn't getting anything wrong so I didn't really see a point in stopping him. It is part of nature." I think that's a sort of healthy way to deal with it.
My parents told me the hug story too. I worried every time my parents hugged that I might get another sibling.
It's not the reproduction Sherlock struggles with - it's the emotional side of it. He doesnt really get the point of sex, unless it leads to offspring. So that's the bit I was attempting to explain... not sure how successfully.
Welcome, Anon Lurker. And hope things are calmer now, Azure.
I flat-out didn't believe my Dad when he told me how it all works! I had my own convoluted and ridiculous theories... :p
As for the emotional side, maybe given Sherlock's scientific literacy, John could explain a bit about how kissing and etc. can lead to a rush of hormones that make people feel really good. Or something. I'm sure he knows more about the brain works than I do!
It is all pretty ridiculous, Amy. Well, it is when you try to describe it...
But any suggestions of how to make this Danger's responsibility sound good to me.
Well, act fast because my 5 year old came home from a party this weekend (Where there were more adults than kids present!) and pulled the infamous "Guess what I did?" Oh God, what? "I did something only grownups do after they're married!" OH MY GOD WHAT? "Me and S. kissed on the lips!"
Oh, FFS. How they managed it I'll never know, because when I left him there for about an hour and a half, there were more parents than kids. And I was there the first hour and the last hour! They were all together in a big bunch. Granted, they weren't in our sight all the time (it was a big house), but...OMG. I thought I had more time than that!
Hah! I doubt it holds much interest for Sherlock. But you never know, he might suddenly find a reason it's interesting.
He certainly isn't under the impression it's only for married people...
Danger, plan that talk!
I'm not commenting at all on the sex talk - Sherlock said once that he knows where babies come from and he sees plenty of amorous affection in the flat. He can put everything together.
About your poll, John: I voted for Carolyn. Much as I adore Marrin and Arthur, they're not the brightest men, and Douglas hones his wit on them pretty regularly. Whereas Carolyn takes on the two of them plus Douglas and now Herc without hesitation - she clearly feels she can take them all with both hands tied behind her back. Who am I to doubt her?
I agree, although I should've put Herc on there. He's done pretty well so far.
You should have put some episodes on my new iPod. Then I'd have a clue what you were talking about.
You okay? Enjoying the sun?
Yeah, just walking over to get Sherlock. How are you doing?
I haven't even managed to get you to sit still long enough to watch Firefly yet. That's what I should've put on the iPod.
You should leave the music on there. Best entertainment we have, watching him air guitar in his office.
Ha!
I do not air guitar at work!
Not often, anyway.
Sorry, not good at sitting still. Can I put tv on the ipod? I thought they were for music? Not that I have any time to watch it.
I'm pretty sure it's a video one, so yes, in theory. Might have to ask Mycroft how though.
Very clever.
Don't believe my sergeant.
I trust Sally implicitly.
Beginning to agree with Sherlock's assessment of you.
Desert Wanderer what sort of birds? I like bees. I know lots about them and I want some, but school said they didn't have room for a hive. I like hummingbirds the best and ducks. What have they got to do with kissing and stuff? John just laughed when I asked him and told me to ask you.
Danger once again sidestepping his duties? Hmmm.
What shall I do to him when I get my hands on him later?
Are you asking for a volunteer to fill your Dangerous duties, L, now that you're all out of ideas? Because you might be surprised how many responses you get.
Actually, if John were here, I'd need him in his medical capacity the most. I'm sick and miserable and need a good hug.
I'm not medically trained, but Danger seems to think my hugs are okay. I'm afraid I can only offer you a mental hug. But you are most welcome. Could sort of do with one myself.
Hope you feel a lot better very soon.
And no, no volunteers needed. Just mulling over my options, not stuck for new ones!
Random Anon Lurker again.
Sherlock, the "Birds and the Bees" is actually just a metaphor. Basically, Birds stands for Girls and Bees ("B"s) stands for Boys. It's an old metaphor, made up way back when people thought that... um, Special Hugging... could only happen between boys and girls. That's why Desert Wanderer was talking about "birds and birds or bees and bees" earlier.
(And no, it's not the kind of hug that Greg is offering to innie.)
Hope you feel better, innie!
L - have a virtual hug.
Innie, hope you feel better soon. *Sends warm thoughts*
Sherlock, it's probably better if the school didn't have a hive, even if it had room. Some people are deathly allergic. Much like not having nuts around.
About the birds and bees. It's a euphamism for talking about sexual reproduction to children, and doesn't mean any specific birds or bees. I was trying to make a joke with Lestrade that he should include various possibilities when discussing it with you.
If birds are males and bees are females (just for the sake of this allegory), then his talk should include male/female (bird/bee) coupling, male/male (bird/bird) coupling, female/female (bee/bee) coupling, and the possibility of no coupling.
Basically, what you should get out of this is that sex has a mechanical and an emotional component. Being incautious with either usually leads to trouble.
...I hope that explains a bit. Thanks for that, John. Lestrade, be harsh with him. I had to type that three times and spent 2 hours trying to post this. Bad enough I got lost in the Soho-ish part of Dublin today...
Desert Wanderer - as if my life isn't confusing enough, Sherlock just came and looked up at me, frowning, and said "How would a duck kiss a hummingbird, because birds and birds can but ducks have wide bills and hummingbirds have really thin beaks."
It...wasn't a question I was expecting. but I think he now understands...partly.
John - oh, you naughty boy, getting DW to do your Talk for you :-p I'm also slightly surprised you haven't got Lestrade to watch Firefly yet...
Lestrade, Innie - have a hug from me too.
RAL, DW - good explanations. DW, I particularly like "Basically, what you should get out of this is that sex has a mechanical and an emotional component. Being incautious with either usually leads to trouble." Excellent advice. I am also trying to see the downside of getting lost in the Soho-ish part of Dublin. Although I might prefer getting lost in Temple Bar.
Mmmm, Guinness :-D
Lestrade, clearly the answer to that question is "very carefully."
Thanks, Nameless. It was really more the "getting lost" part that was frustrating. And the surprise of finding Condompower cartoon guy looking at me. It seemed everywhichway I turned, I was back where I started.
John, you're on my list.
You were being followed by Mr Condompower? Safety first? And what list is John on...?
Nameless - he's tried to get me to watch it. I literally never have time. I work, try to spend time with John and Sherlock, cook, try to remember to practice playing the guitar and...well, there's a long list of other things I should do and never get around to. And watching TV never comes very high on it. Occasionally the TV is on whilst I do other things, that's as much as I get.
It was scarring. Let's not talk about it.
The List. "People Who Require Suitable Recompense for Dastardly Deeds"
and...
hahahaha ... indeed.
Thank you all for your good thoughts. L, I welcome your hugs, of course - though you did make John sound like a world-class hugger, which is why I was aiming for the top prize of a Danger hug (I think it comes with bonus Mycroft and Sherlock action as well).
Maybe John could do all the voices of a Cabin Pressure episode for you the next time you bike off into the great wide open? My recommendation is "Johannesburg."
Innie - he is. Brilliant. When I wrestle him off Sherlock I may claim one.
Maybe he could...hah. I shall ask.
DW - I like your list.
Goodness. I look away for a few hours...
DW - well done! There have been many follow up questions, and I've no doubt there are more to come.
Innie - I'm so sorry you're ill. If hugs travel over the internet, I shall certainly send you some. Also soup, and toast.
Thanks Greg, it's crazy right now. Our magazine is going to press next week and we're a page short which is a huge problem because it needs to go in increments of four. So we either need to sell a full page ad or rip out three pages. Who thought a magazine about very dry science would have such a tensely exciting backroom situation. It will calm down. I need bad science jokes for our tumblr page. Googling lists of science jokes at the office is my calming moment.
Terrible science jokes, you say? I have an unending supply! These are only the beginning:
Q: Why did the chicken cross the Mobius Strip?
A: To get to the same side.
A physicist, biologist and a chemist were going to the ocean for the first time.
The physicist saw the ocean and was fascinated by the waves. He said he wanted to do some research on the fluid dynamics of the waves and walked into the ocean. Obviously he was drowned and never returned.
The biologist said he wanted to do research on the flora and fauna inside the ocean and walked into the ocean. He too, never returned.
The chemist waited for a long time and afterwards, wrote the observation, "The physicist and the biologist are soluble in ocean water".
Dr. Heisenberg was cruising down a desert highway when he was stopped by a highway patrol officer. The officer and asked the quantum physicist, "Do you know how fast you were going?"
"No," Heisenberg replied, "but I can tell you exactly where I am."
Why didn't the dendrochronologist get married?
All he ever dated was trees!
Not exactly science-related, but still amusing:
Why do anarchists drink herbal tea?
Because proper tea is theft.
An historian and a philosopher go on holiday together after their university's broken up for the summer. They're sitting out on the veranda, sipping a cocktail, and the philosopher asks, "Have you read Marx?", and the historian replies, "Yes, it's these wicker chairs".
Why did the archaeopteryx catch a worm?
Because he was an early bird.
Ria, that's awesome! Can I use them on tumblr? I'll credit you. Do you want to be credited as Ria?
Yeah, go for it! And if you ever find yourself in need of more terrible jokes, you know who to ask. :)
What's your tumblr handle, if you don't mind me asking?
It's the magazine's. You can find it here: http://laboratoryequipment.tumblr.com/ All jokes should be sent to Lily, she's making a list because right now we just spend free time looking and reading the ones that get sent to us. Thanks for these!
Danger, hope you're not quiet just because you've been trying to put soup into the internet and it's all gone horribly wrong.
I do remember someone saying it was a series of tubes... Surely soup should travel just fine...
Tell you what - let someone else find out, huh? I shall personally courier your dinner to you by bike, to avoid incidents.
What do you fancy?
Thai? I want about 17 of those tiny springrolls.
How can you want hot food on a got sticky day? I was going to cook, but Thai isn't really in my repertoire. You want me to get you 17 spring rolls? And.... anything else?
Hot sticky.
Although you may have got sticky.
No, never mind, you cooking is better. What do you want to make? Sherlock, unsurprisingly, votes for cake.
I want you to choose, after all your hard work with him last night you deserve a nice relaxing dinner tonight.
No cake. We can have fruit salad for pud. (not for piss, as my phone insists).
I think you may be a bad influence on your phone...
Can we have that lemon risotto? That was really good.
Sorry, on way home now. Got caught up on a case hand over to nights.
Lemon risotto, yes. Excellent.
No good, Doc. You're still on the list. I hope Lestrade devised a suitable punishment for you. :P
Sherlock, saw this on my way home and thought of you: http://g.co/maps/de2yd
Don't think there are real bees, though...
Thanks, love. That'll be really nice. Should I get anything? We have lemons and that rice. How was work?
DW - You and L got yourselves into that situation with no help from me! I was merely ensuring you got what was coming to you.
DW - I'm being extra nice to him for some reason. Punishment will have to follw.
Think we've got enough, Danger. Work was busy. Talked to Mum today for the first time since we were there.
How did that go?
She says she likes you.
She noticed the picture had gone...
That's...good? Isn't it?
Er. Does she know why the picture is gone?
It is good. I'm very pleased. She said you seemed like a 'very nice boy' (she then began with the 'I'm only worried for you, because he'll find someone more his class and I don't want to see you lonely like I am...' I told her I really didn't want to hear it.)
She thought I took it. I just let her think that.
Maybe she is genuinely worried for you, somewhere inside. At any rate, I'm glad she won't be giving you much trouble over me.
Maybe that's for the best if we ever want to visit with Sherlock again.
I think she is. But still, better to have loved and lost than shoot yourself in the foot, isn't it? (If that's not too much of a mixed metaphor.)
And yes, my thoughts exactly. She doesn't need to know. Might even let Nicky take one of us sometime and give it to her. (Nicky's been nagging me for about a week to call Mum. This wasn't a sudden urge on my part to get back in touch.)
Being in love is almost certainly better than shooting yourself in the foot, yes, I agree.
Ah, I wondered if Nicky might have something to do with it.
Anything I can do to help with dinner?
You can help eat it?
Oh, well, if you insist...
the only time this place is silent...when everyone's at the trough.
Your fault for making the food so good. Mmmmm.
was going to say you deserve it. but not sure you do.
Mind you, you probably made up for earlier shirking of nanny duties by your dedication last night.
We were talking about ways he could show he's responsible enough to have degus. There's a chart. I'll show you later.
it must be a complex chart. There were a LOT of coloured felt tips involved.
And glitter, don't forget the glitter.
Sure I won't, once I've vacuumed up the excess. Still finding bits from the birthday.
I found some in my shoe this morning. It gets everywhere.
Sal was picking it out of my hair the other day. Must have looked like she was grooming me like an ape.
but she's right. It's not entirely appropriate to sparkle at a crime scene. Especially when it's red. and slightly blood-like.
Ha! I can imagine that quite easily somehow.
Yes, better stick to pink.
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