It's made out of paper. Doesn't look like it though, does it? Sort of mind bending to watch.
Sherlock took the fox skull that L gave him into school today. I gather it was a big hit, although Mrs N did ask me afterwards if it was all right that he had it. Apparently Sherlock said it was from a crime scene, and she wanted to make sure that he hadn't been making off with evidence. One of the girls liked it a lot and promised to bring her mouse skull to show Sherlock. He seemed pleased and even said later that she might like to see his model human skull with the removable teeth (he miraculously still has all of them).
It's my second shift tonight, starting at seven. I don't know whether to hope for a quiet night or not, but, being Friday, I expect I'll get at least one call if not more. Following some of the advice in the comments (sort of), L and I have a logbook now that we're supposed to write in if we have to go out after Sherlock's asleep. Hopefully it'll make him feel more secure and only make us feel very slightly as if we're out after curfew and likely to get told off by our housemaster.
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I'm waiting for the comments he puts in reply,...
I had a lovely afternoon with the two of you. Thanks. Nearly makes up for working Sunday.
Sherlock informs me we're having French toast in the morning.
There's actually somewhere I'd like to take you both for brekky, as long as you're not too tired.
If they bring me tea I'm sure I won't be too tired. Sounds great. :)
They will.
It's...quirky. And hopefully good! They make great claims about their coffee, anyway ;)
I'll probably be happy about that if this week goes the way last week did!
That paper skull is...amazing, actually! It looks sort of like a paper, skull-shaped Slinky. (The real kind, not the plastic imitations that don't really work, of course.)
A mouse skull? Well, it's always nice to discover people that share your interests. :)
A logbook sounds like a very good thing to me. Did Sherlock like the idea?
He said he's waiting to see if we 'do it properly'.
:D
I think he's planning to track our sleep patterns...
Think he's planning to track us. He was asking all about the dogs' microchips earlier.
(Oh, now there's a thought....)
it's a thought he's had for a while.
I bet I could do it but I wouldn't put it in the back of your neck like the dogs but somewhere else like your thigh or something or your bum.
You'll have John and Lestrade scared to go to sleep Sherlock ;-)
Good luck with whatever happens tonight John :-)
Hope he doesn't get a call out like the one in the news - some bloke called 999 to report a prostitute was too ugly! Wanted her done under the Sales of Goods act.
He clearly was brimming with both charm and brains...
Clearly a real winner, yes...
And I'm off, just got a call. No idea when I'll be back obviously, but I'll call you if it looks like it's going to be late.
Miss you already.
Hope it all goes well.
(Watching him dash off into the night, all gorgeous and clad in his bike gear...it's like watching a superhero in a film!)
I love you. Try to sleep!
(yes I signed the logbook)
Sleep. As if.
(promise I will actually get to bed if I'm going to fall asleep though, not just spread myself over the living room furniture.)
...hope you're okay. Looks like the rain is returning in a big way in an hour or so. So I'm going to hope you're tucked up in a warm nick with tea, coppers and crims.
Ride safely. And still missing you. I've turned to brandy in my coffee now you're not here, to replace that warm feeling...
Miss you too. I'm leaving soon, or at least I think I am. Other people seem slightly confused about that. Hopefully be home before the rain.
I've absolutely no doubt they'd like to keep you. If you were my FME I'd want to keep you too ;)
Leaving now! And hopefully you'll get to keep me for the rest of the night. :)
I'll make you tea and warm you side of the bed.
one of my old sarges once let the air out of a GP's tyres, just to make him stay at the nick... coppers are sneaky bastards.
just to warn you, I have caught a stray nocturnal Sherlock. he has agreed to go back to bed the minute he's said hello to you, or go without yummy breakfast in exciting new places in the morning.
Lestrade jumped out and caught me and now I'm in your bed with warm milk and honey and get home SOON please thank you
It's beyond me why they wanted me to stay!
I'm glad I got away though. This was one of the nicest homecomings I've ever had.
Because every rozzer feels safer with a doctor around the place :)
I shall evict the nightstalker here back to his own bed.
I heard his alarm go off...so quickly ran around and turned the lights off down here and waited...as he approached the logbook I pounced :) He accused me of 'cheating'. And said you didn't put enough detail in the log.
(remind me to tell Mrs Hudson that it wasn't you or me squealing in the night...)
Ha! Not enough detail, oh no... I'll be in for it in the morning. As will he, if he's setting his alarm for the small hours of the morning.
He said he wouldn't do it again...(read: will try not to get caught again). And I told him if he did there would definitely be no nice breakfasts for him. He stuck his lip out.
Anyway. Sleep. Before you phone goes off again.
Mmkay. You too then.
And I'm off again. Hopefully Sherlock will sleep through this one.
Hope you have made it back home safely and are taking advantage of your warm DI occupied bed.
He did make it back, but I'm now on Sherlock entertainment duty while he has a lie in :)
I'd guess Sherlock still has all is energy even having been up ;-)
Have a great day all of you :-)
A lie-in after a night of two call-outs sounds like bliss.
Sherlock - have you been watching Trooping The Colour? Or is that not your sort of thing?
We had breakfast in a toilet! And yes it's on the TV and John is mainly asleep and we can hear the guns on tv and in real life.
Breakfast in a toilet? Wow. What was that like?
Have you all had a good day?
It was really good! Slightly surprising surroundings, but excellent food. Definitely a good day.
Don't say I don't take you lot to the nicest places :)
It was good you sit in where men pee and they had really nice juice and I had french toast and it had fruit and cream .
You don't pee there anymore! Where men USED to pee, Sherlock.
People will start thinking I took you to a really upmarket cottaging site, not a cafe...
Oh, god, I very nearly spluttered tea all over my laptop. Fortunately I have excellent spit/swallow control...
Me too, Nameless ;)
(there are pics of our day out to the toilet on my blog.)
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