There's not all that much information about them at the site (it seems mostly to be an art project), but still interesting. Here's some more on St Mary's, with pictures.
And a tour of the station:
I find it fascinating, the things that people build and then forget about, brick up, or pave over, like repressed memories in London's brain.
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Great site.
There used to be an overnight journey you could do, on a tube train, stopping at the disused stations. Don't know if they still do that.
You okay? Don't have to answer that here, but you seem...quiet.
I'd never really looked at it like that John but yes it is a bit like repressing memories.
Have you had a decent day?
L - that would be amazing if they do still do it.
I'm... I don't know. I just feel odd.
It might be seasickness from Sherlock's pronking.
But if it isn't, we can have a cuddle and a chat once he's packed off to bed?
Yeah, that'd be nice. thanks.
no prob.
might be a while though. Did he eat a bag of sugar, washed down with coffee or something? How does he have this much energy?
(D'you suppose he could rent out some of that extra energy or feed it back to the grid or something? I'd be happy to shell out for a bit of get-up-and-go. ;))
I'd be more than happy to rent some of it out. Buyer collects.
Buyer collects
How am I supposed to make it way over there before I've got the extra energy?!?
L - not unless Mrs N fed it to him, and she has better self preservation instincts than that. I have no explanation for it, or his sudden craving for jelly.
I hate to think what he'd have been like with jelly for pudding as well.
Yeah...the impact of his skull against your lip looks like it was painful enough as it was.
he didn't mean it - just bounced at the same moment I went to pick him up.
It did take a few deep breaths not to lose my temper with him though, poor kid. He looked fairly horrified until he realised I wasn't going to do anything. And then calmed down a bit.
Yeah. Bit unfair for all of us to have a bad day at once. Not as unfair as no jelly obviously...
Well even when I got the text all it said was JELLY - so I'm not sure I'd have known to buy some, or had any idea what flavour. And it probably wouldn't have set in time to eat it tonight.
Ha. Yes, that is just a little bit opaque.
He said 'raspberry OBVIOUSLY' when I asked.
I'm off Friday for the weekend, provided nothing comes up. So we can all fetch Mycroft after Sherlock's out of school, if that works for you.
And have jelly. If it's not old news by then.
Yeah, perfect. If they do still have that tour of old tube stops, would you want to do that?
definitely! But I warn you, it used to be in the early hours of the morning...and you know who will also be desperate to join us... so it'll need to be a day we can all recover.
Speaking of...I sort of, booked a place in Italy. I mean, roughly speaking, if we can get flights? Once we know the flights I'll finalise the days for the house.
Wonderful. :)
And yeah, definitely when he doesn't have school the next day. Probably when Mycroft's home too. I think he'd like it.
You can get this vegetarian jelly they make in Pakistan - it sets at room temperature, in about half an hour. Brilliant.
Did you all manage to sleep a bit? or even a lot?
Have a good day all of you :-)
Slept. Dreamt that I married Bryan because he'd murdered John - I mean, I didn't marry him because of that! I was marrying John, then at the last moment, once it was all official, the veil was lifted and it turned into Bryan and John's body was stuffed behind a pew. ( yes, veils and pews make no sense. It was a huge wedding too. Like the royal one!)
geewhizz that's a bad one!! The mind is a horrible thing when its trying to organise itself, when its not thinking about being awake is when it gets to play these bloody horrible games with you and its really not fair :-(
I'm guessing anything happening today will be a pain given the memories of that but I hope the day passes quickly and you're home with John soon :-)
To be honest, it wasn't too bad because it was just all a bit ridiculous. Sherlock and Mycroft were riding horses. Mrs H could fly. So once I was awake it was sort of...easy enough to get over it.
Think I see too many bodies in various horrible states and my mind likes to mix that into everything.
Ridiculous bad dreams are definitely the ones to have if you’re have to have any ;-)
I’m glad you’re pretty much ok :-)
Cheers. Yeah, not looking forward to visiting Molly later... Need to see the bodies from the other day, which were...well, probably the 'inspiration' for that little piece of the dream.
That sort of thing is enough to put one off sleep altogether! I hope you were able to shake it off (not easy, or at least not in my experience)--and that you've got through your corpse examining so you don't have that hanging over you.
And I hope all three of you have a better day today than yesterday!
It was pretty much Sherlock time anyway. And John was all warm and lovely next to me, not at all a burnt corpse, so I was okay. Sherlock and I had a guitar session before breakfast. Well, before my breakfast.
Meant to say-
Anon with the jelly suggestion, thank you! We'll try to get hold of some, for those jelly emergencies...
Those sound like two very good wake-ups! :)
(Well, three, if you count jelly. ;))
I hope the meeting with Molly went ok Greg :-)
Have you had a good day John? How was yours Sherlock? not long until weekend now :-D
John, I'm glad, if that's the right word, to see it was Sherlock who gave the Boss a split lip. i thought you might have clocked him for his comment about DI Dimmock, and then I would have had to come around and arrest you.
Danger, I bought Sherlock some of those fingerless mittens with the flap over finger bit, in the vague hope he'll have warm hands and keep them on when he just has to explore something, thereby ending the never ending hint around school, the park or Greter London for his abandoned gloves. It may be a vain hope...
L - seems like a good plan. Short of putting them on a string, it's probably the best we can do.
But are they purple? :)
(That was a really nice thing to do. And it might work, because while sometimes you really need your fingers, but it's hard to use them when they're cold. Right, Sherlock?)
They're stripey. Thought it'd be easier to spot if they do go astray.
Sometimes I wish I could put a string on my mittens and run them through my jacket. Though my Mom bought me those fingerless mitten ones like you got (just plain black though) so that I could operate my camera while out in the winter.
Stripey makes sense--like buying the hot pink suitcase so that you can spot it fast on the baggage carousel amid the 500 black bags. Only, you know, without getting stuck with a hot pink suitcase...or mittens. :)
Sorry to disillusion you L, but my selection of no longer paired stripey gloves bears witness to the fact it doesn't work. And I can't even wear odd gloves because I always lose the same hand. I suppose I could turn one inside out.
i'm hoping they won't go astray as much, if he doesn't need to keep taking them off!
KHolly - why can't you??
I wouldn't mind pink but the stripes are nice and they're warm and I promise to try not to lose them or let John lose them
I only lose my own mittens... usually.
There's just something inherently funny about the word 'mittens', don't know why. When you wear them on a string through your coat sleeves I believe they become 'glubs', don't they?
Lancs. Anon
I don't know, Lancs. but mitten is a great word.
Danger - hush, we all know it's going to be your fault if these go missing.
Had a better day today? Sherlock seems less grumpy and hyper
Maybe a bit. Sherlock's much better, yeah. I'm... strange and out of sorts. Sorry. Trying to get over it.
Don't mind you being strange - knew that when I fell asleep on your sofa ;)
But if there's anything I can do to help you feel back 'in sorts', then tell me.
(And while I'm sure L will be the best help...if there's anything we can do, we're right here too...)
Yeah, I'm probably going to be strange forever. You can put it in our vows.
I don't know, just... put up with me I suppose. And say you don't mind too much?
L, I suppose I could but I've only ever seen them in sizes for kindergarteners. I bet I could get my sister to just make me a long string with clips at each end. I suppose that's really all you need, and compared to the very lovely knit coat that she made for my dog it would be easy. Though today it's cold enough that nothing would tempt me to take my mittens off at all.
I hope you know I won't mind at all, and I'm not just saying it, and I don't 'put up' with you, I love you. All of you. Weird bits and not-so-weird bits.
Thank you, love. That really means a lot to me.
If you could see yourself through my eyes...
Mm. I might say the same about you.
Thought you might say that as soon as I wrote it.
Suppressing the urge to explain to you all the ways I'm completely unworthy of any of your time and/or attention... ;)
If you could see yourself through my eyes...
Must suppress jokes about tops of heads...
(Jumping back a bit--that was really nicely said, Sherlock!)
I'm in bed.
I did mean for you to see that in the morning! 'Night night, Sherlock.
Lestrade's still in here putting away my clothes.
That's cosy. :)
I have to watch him or John doing it or they don't put the right colours in the right places.
That's very organized of you. (I also have some of my clothes arranged by color, so I can find what I want faster. And because it looks nicer.)
I'm sure you'll be asleep by now Sherlock, but for tomorrow - do you arrange your clothes in rainbow order, or colour spectrum, or some other order?
(I used to put different colour tops and tee shirts together in the wardrobe, but that's because my work clothes are black and grey, and my non-work clothes tend towards red)
He wants them in whichever order will take one of us the longest to do, complete with arguments about shades.
Also a valid reason. :D
Hah - so less about imposing order on a chaotic world, and more about staying up as late as possible? Sneaky :-)
Exactly, Nameless.
Danger, want a Haggis for tomorrow? Will you wear your kilt?
I don't have a kiltttttttttttt. I will never have a kilttttttt. (my battle cry)
Haggis isn't bad though.
If I buy you a kilt, you will then have a kilt. Logic.
Are you going to buy me a kilt?
Only if you'd wear it.
Re: the jelly - usually easy to find in Asian grocery stores, along with all sorts of other strange and wonderful stuff!
I might.
Your battle cry is starting to sound more like a surrender...
You're not really going to buy me one though.
what's your tartan?
I should probably know that, shouldn't I?
...it's quite..bold.
http://www.scotclans.com/scottish_clans/clan_watson/tartan.html
It certainly is. Rather...assertive.
Inspirata Floruit, huh. It certainly has...
It's done something anyway. Still want me to wear it?
..that was your clan motto. 'Flourished beyond expectations'.
And I wrote 'clam motto' then.
I'm starting to suspect, John Hamish, that you're not all that in touch with your Scottish side... I shall have to get you a kilt, just to check what you wear underneath it...to see your credentials. So to speak.
I knew that. But only because I read it on the website.
I think it's apt. Or it could be, if I check under your kilt on a cold day ;)
If you were to stick your icy hands under my kilt, I'd certainly do something beyond your expectations, and I don't think it would involve flourishing...
But really, you're not seriously going to buy me a kilt, are you?
Really and seriously...
... for all my teasing, I actually really don't like them much. So no.
I'll make Mrs H knit you one ;)
She probably would, too.
If you got caught in the rain in a knitted kilt it would weigh a tonne and stretch out behind you like a train...
You tired? We should head to bed...want to be feeling tip top for Mycroft.
Yeah, bed would be great.
Thank you. For being you and making me smile and amusing me with kilts.
Thank you for letting me tease you and making me smile too.
And Sal did really know you hadn't punched me... but I was quite touched that she'd have arrested you, all the same ;)
I know. And yeah, should hope that's the least she'd do.
If you ever do go kilt purchasing, the Watson tartan at the Scottish Registry of Tartans is less eyeblinding.
Sleep well everyone.
rsf
I think Danger would be happier with a UtiliKilt.
Obviously he'd need the Survival model http://www.utilikilts.com/company/products/kilts/survival/
but for the wedding perhaps http://www.utilikilts.com/company/products/kilts/tuxedo/
Well. That's some spam that couldn't be more inappropriate!
I thought maybe John ordered it up for a bit of variety ;)
I've removed the spam, but... 'troll images of girls'? Is that pictures of girls that don't actually exist, to troll you? Pictures of girls who will troll you on the internet? Pictures of girls who are actually trolls?
One can only assume that the questions that were eaten by the spam filter a few days ago were even worse than we thought if that got through!! ;)
Ha. Yeah, you've no idea...never seen L blush so much. ;)
You've never seen me blush ;)
Ah, well, I need more goals in life...
I think kilts are awesome, and utilikilts are pretty darn cool too. Many of my lads have them, and enjoy wearing them, whether or not they have any Scottish ancestry. But, to each his own.
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