Tomorrow we'll be leaving London again (Oh, it's Nicky, again, not Greg!). And while it will be nice to get back home, I will be sad to leave London. Well, leave Greg, John, Mycroft and Sherlock, really.
Greg's been working far too hard, and I feel we've barely seen him. Not, of course, that I blame him. Not with the job he has to do, but still...anyway, he says they'll come to see us, soon, which will be wonderful. And John - well, I know it's not easy for him, not at all, but he really is just a solidly good person. Good with the boys, good with Greg - good FOR Greg, and he's been so, so kind to us, when Greg's been working.
And the boys. They're so lovely. All the children are upstairs at the moment, having been convinced to let the adults have a little peace after lunch. Sherlock seemed to want to show them something, which is nice. Sometimes he can be a bit quiet - but he is so much younger than the rest of them, I quite understand.
So, in light of all the emotions going around here in the past few days, I thought I'd leave you with a last picture of Greg. Taken at a family wedding (I'm afraid, rather rudely, I don't remember whose!) But it does explain Greg looking rather smarter than he generally did during that time in his life.
And it is nice to see him smiling!
Happy Easter, everyone.