We took a bike ride today (bicycles, not motorbikes). We went to the canal, which was a pretty long ride for Sherlock, maybe the longest he's done. You can tell he's getting bigger and stronger though. He wasn't nearly as exhausted as we had feared/hoped. It was a beautiful day and a beautiful place:
We bought sandwiches and things and eat in the grass by the water. It was strange not to have Mycroft and the dogs with us. I missed him a lot today. He would've had a good time. And, obviously, the dogs would've loved it. They also probably would have jumped in the water and then shaken it off all over us, which I didn't mind missing.
Also, Sherlock would like to remind you, me, L, Mycroft, Mrs Hudson, and the world at large that his birthday is coming up.
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I'm imagining he's ordering the Red Arrows to sort out some sky-writing to inform the UK of this fact right now.
I know exactly what you mean about Mycroft. Thought about him a lot today.
I do sort of doubt that everyone would have stayed out of the water if the dogs had been with us, though.
True. At least two of us would've gone in if the dogs had, probably.
Skywriting might be too subtle for him.
Maybe he'll employ each household a person to dance around their living room with a megaphone doing a countdown to his birthday...
That sounds more like it…
what shall we do? It's a bit nippy for camping.
The mill again, maybe? That was nice. We can ask him, too. He might have ideas. That don't involve a trip to Brazil.
He probably will, yes. And he also won't think it's too cold for camping, because he's usually the heat of a small sun.
...temperature of a small sun. I have been learned English proper, promise.
bed? I'm knackered!
Bed, yes. Please. I may be asleep already.
mm. could just stay here. take anal on the sofa. just for a bit. Till we've got energy to get up.
.. A NAP.
Take A Nap on the sofa.
Bloody phone.
Your auto correct is brilliant Greg :-D
Glad you've had a good day today but I'm not sure how much more we need to know about it ;-)
(i am still laughing a bit. he's just hit me with a pillow.)
Yep, I think that's a case of TMI there.
Your post title is only one letter away from disaster, Doctor Watson.
haven't got energy to hit you with another cushion
Oh, that is just too funny, Greg, and of course it was the phone... ;)
Sounds like almost a perfect day, just a shame you didn't have Mycroft with you to make it complete, maybe the 6 of you could go again next time he's home. :)
Sleep well or whatever your phone tells you to do. ;)
We'd better get to bed before we get ourselves in any more trouble.
i thought bed was the designated place for *ahem* trouble...
ella
Sherlock, your birthday is the 21st, right? Less than two weeks from now, definitely time to remind people!
*giggling at auto-correct...if such it be... ;D*
YES
Well, after a restful night ;) we're allotmenteering. I fear achy muscles are in my near future.
Enjoy the fresh air and hard work of the allotment :-) have you anything else ready to eat yet?
I can't believe your birthday is so soon Sherlock you are going to be all grown up in no time!
There's yeah, lots of courgettes, spuds, tomatoes, fruit! Brilliant :)
Found Sherlock some snails to look at on a piece of glass, which made him happy.
its nice when you reach the point where all the hard work starts paying off isn't it :-)
Yay for a good fall harvest!
And also for interesting snails--so long as they aren't damaging your plants. :)
Back home now, and dried off after being caught in a shower. Now chained to the oven again ;)
A good husband should spend all his time cooking, didn't you know? ;-)
Are you canning or baking?
I'm looking forward to Sherlock's birthday too. How exciting!
Canning? I've never canned...
But currently baking a fruit pie.
A delicious pie... That I haven't been allowed near yet...
Hopefully delicious!
AnonyBob - it's mainly Sherlock who's demanding it. And bread rolls, for school lunches, because he now doesn't like shop bought ones.
He's lucky I'm a soft touch ;)
He has a point. Yours are much better.
Ha, I don't mind. At least mine aren't full of additives and crap.
And thanks for practising your kneading skills on my arse while I kneaded the dough... were you standing on the yellow pages to rest your chin on my shoulder? ;)
Watch out, I could do much worse when your hands are too coated in dough to defend yourself...
a. my dough doesn't 'coat hands', it's a good dough! b. floury hands will never prevent me from defending myself. A nice floury handprint on your bum would go with the painty one :) c. 'much worse' suggests you thought what you were doing was a bad thing. I assure you it wasn't. I wasn't just breathing heavily because I kneading...
a) depends which stage of dough you're in - the beginning bits looked messy. b&c...I really have no argument with. Just saying if I'm going to get short jokes for a bit of light...massage, I'm sure I could think of something else instead.
ha. Well, if it makes up for it at all, I think I'm going to make some jam with all this fruit.
Definitely does :)
If you're good I'll let you stand on a chair and stir the pot ;)
So mean... I better get pie for that.
Ha, yeah, everything's ready. Find Sherlock-the-food-hoover and we can sit up and eat. He's a bit like the dogs - can detect the sound of a rustling food bag from 8 miles off.
When I read RSF's comment, I instantly read it as caning not canning [and no we are not saying what that says about the workings of my mind ;)], but I'm thinking that is more likely in your future, Greg, if you keep on with the short jokes. ;)
Enjoy your pie. :)
Homemade bread rolls for lunches? YUMMMMMMMM! (You're a lucky guy, Sherlock, no kidding!)
Also, pie. :)
Lestrade likes it and John likes it too so it's the best.
The rolls or the pie?
(By the way, your cinnamon rolls were very impressive, really very!)
I know.
Rolls I was talking about because Lestrade likes making it but pie was good too and we should have more definitely because Reg said we can have more apples.
My sister made apple pie for Rosh Hashanah and it was really good, too. But fresh, homemade rolls (or bread) is best, I agree!
Well...I forgot to put the rolls in to cook. Which Sherlock scolded me for, because lazing about on the sofa with John wasn't a good enough excuse.
And now...they're over risen and cook badly, I think!
I thought it was an excellent excuse personally…
Well...at least I won't be there tomorrow if he doesn't enjoy his lunch.
Ha. Well, I won't be either. Thank goodness for school.
Don't be surprised if the school call you with allegations of child abuse being levelled at me around 1pm...
Over risen homemade rolls...must be illegal.
you know he'd think so... just send someone around to slap the cuffs on me.
Heh...all in a good cause, surely! (I hope the rolls came out okay anyway. You never know!)
All this talk of rolls and bread makes me want to bake, although about the most complicated thing I do is muffins. (not the kind we call English Muffins over here, just the quick-bread kind you make in a muffin tin with cupcake papers for easy releasing from the pan)
I am in the process of making my first proper chicken soup of the fall season, with barley cos that's what I had in the cupboard.
S
I'm at a prison, in the pissing rain. Lovely start to the week. Hope you're all fairing better!
You're such a lucky guy aren't you Greg ;-)
I hope things have improved for you now :-)
I wish! I am now soaking, with a very angry prisoner and a car full of blood...
Are you all right? Apart from being soaking wet…
....blood? Yeah, you okay, L?
Fine. Suspect screaming police brutality decided to head but my car window numerous times.
Why are you at a prison?
Fresh bread is wonderful. One of the frustrations of living alone is knowing that it's nearly impossible to make just enough fresh bread for one person. Luckily, I have an Italian bakery a block away.
Isn't making jam something like canning? I mean, you're preserving the food for later, right?
Wonderful... Very glad you're all right though.
Few bruises and scrapes, the usual. Little toe rag.
RSF - talking to one of the little scrote's mates.
I suspect you're busy, but let me know if you have time for coffee later?
will do. bit busy yeah. Is Sherlock climbing the walls because it's been so wet all day? And has he formed some sort of mutiny over rolls?
What a charming person. (Not.) I hope you get a chance to dry off, L.
Hey, maybe the rolls came out tasting good (if different)! How were they, Sherlock?
John, I'm waiting for a brief so could be ages if you two are about? Might have to run if they show up though. Love you.
Oh yeah - and let me know if you need dry clothes.
Sherlock is making rolls on his own. I'm not sure how it'll turn out, but it's definitely keeping him occupied.
Sherlock won't be moved from his rolls, but Mrs Hudson's up here supervising anyway, so she says I should go. It'd be a bit before I get there though.
i've changed already, ta. in sexy tracksuit bottoms now.
don't worry if you're busy.
Not busy. I'd like to see you, and not just so I can make sure you're undamaged. You know I can't resist you in sexy tracksuit bottoms.
Your autocorrect changed saggy to sexy there.
I say it was striving for accuracy, but I'd be afraid of what that meant for our future 'naps' on the couch.
John's autocorrect and your autocorrect are clearly in agreement there, L... ;)
His is usually quite well behaved.
Sherlock, remember, poked dough never rises.
In thinking about the etymology/literal meaning of insults...what on earth is a 'toe rag'? And how did it come to mean 'unsavory person'?
Ella
I assumed it sort of was a pre-cursor to sock. And socks are horrible.
How's the bread, Sherlock? Started the next Great Fire of London?
WWI soldiers with trenchfoot had fairly nasty socks, I'm sure. Also possibly rags that they used to try and clean the horribleness off their feet with? Thus making the rags unfit for any other purpose?
Sorry, that was disgusting, I know.
Ella
The bread has been baked...results are top secret until you get home. I've been banned from the kitchen.
Ha, I'm just on the way. Might pop into Mrs Hs and borrow some of her drugs. I've got a bad hip...which makes me feel distinctly old.
From the toe rag earlier?
Dunno, actually. him or a vicious assault by the allotment!
I'm just on the way in. Do I need a secret password to get past Sherlock?
Well? Well? How did the bread turn out, Sherlock?
(I hope your hip feels better, L.)
Just your warrant card, I think. Our kitchen has hand drawn crime scene tape.
There's a story in that, I'm sure...
Ha, it had outer and inner crime scene tape!
The bread looks pretty good!
Yay! (And well-protected, too. :))
I hope it tastes as good as it looks! (We will not speak of the Loaf That Ate The Salt Shaker in my own giddy youth.)
It must have taken a while to hand draw crime scene tape! What's the difference between inner and outer? Or is that just a matter of position?
...you haven't booby-trapped the bread, have you Sherlock?
RSF - I shall do you a blog about inner/outer cordons!
Oooh, exciting! Although I will confess to a great deal of curiosity about possibly booby-trapped bread as well.
I'm with you, RSF, curiosity abounds - what have you done to the bread rolls, Sherlock, it sounds very exciting. :)
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