...but instead all I can do is get distracted by looking out of the window at the sun, and thinking that everyone - Danger, the boys, Nicky and her gang - are all out there enjoying London while I'm stuck in here with dismembered corpse pictures and paperwork. I'm definitely getting out this afternoon, find some suspects to chase down or re-interview someone. Anything to feel like I'm doing something.
I've got a few ideas of faces I'd like to speak to regarding my friendly local murdering drugs gang. Sally tells me I look like the living dead today (thanks, Sal), so maybe I can encourage someone to talk by putting the frighteners on them.
Anyway, enough 'woe is me' bollocks. Hope you're all enjoying the day.
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Just remember that you are doing essential work! The boys and the gang as you put it can go and play in the sun because of you and the team!
K
As the SO of a cop for 17 years, I can promise you that Danger and the boys (and the rest) wish like crazy you were with them, but they understand why you're not. And I know they're proud of everything you do.
(I can also tell you that too much looking at dismembered corpse pictures leads to Bad Things, and that getting out sometimes is a mental health requirement...but you know that already.)
Kira - yes, and I'm very very glad that everyones getting on. John's probably the first person I've been out with who I'd just let my family loose on. Some of that does have to do with the kids, admittedly. And it does feel strange, that they're out doing things without me there as the 'link'.
Random - thanks. And yeah, out now, visiting some very choice estates in the sunshine and 'talking' to some people who I hope to persuade to help me with my enquiries.
When confronting murderers, please remember to wear appropriate protection.
Your family's lovely! I don't know why you'd worry. Even Sherlock likes Nicky (I am relieved), I think because she tends to say whatever's on her mind straight out. I know he likes that about you too. Remind me to have a salad or something tonight, I feel like I'm living on ice cream and pastries. Any chance of escaping early? Everyone misses you. We could come get you in a few hours...
No murderers today. Probably. Just people who know who and where the murderers may be.
No idea about leaving early. The Super is going mad about overtime with the wedding and Obama visiting etc. And mugs like me are.free labour to him, as we don't get paid o/t. i'll let you know.
Where are you? Obviously failed to leave early - some little fucker slashed the types of the car. Finally on way back to the yard now.
Tyres. Fucking suggested text.
Sorry, didn't hear my phone. Are you home already? We could go out somewhere for dinner?
Yeah. Whatever you lot want. Where are you? Nicky wasn't answering either.
Nicky and I were having coffee, it was pretty loud in there. Mark volunteered to watch all the kids for a while. I was impressed. No one came back with a collection of duckweed, although apparently Sherlock did try to go wading in the fountain.
We're close to Angelo's, how do you feel about Italian?
Glad you got some time off. Tell Mark he's a braver man than I.
Italian is always good in my book. But didn't we have it yesterday? No...what day is it now? The first night Nicky and the gang were here...Sunday?
Sherlock ate a calzone bigger than his head, I remember that much.
I'll shower and meet you at Angelo's at...half past? Ish?
True. There's a good Indian place close by, but I'm not sure Carla and Paul would go for it. Half past sounds good. Sorry about the tyres, and...well, all of it.
On way. Just text me if there's a change of venue.
Nothing for you to be sorry about. Just glad it was one of the pool cars. Duty sarge was livid, but that's what you get for parking obvious cop cars on shitty estates in the school holidays. Fun for all the family.
My friends and I used to leave those big stick on bows that you get on presents on cop cars. Particularly on this one patrol car that belonged to the cop who lived down the street. I think he may have ended up collecting them. I spent months stealing the silly things out of my mother's wrapping paper box until she found out and locked the thing in the attic.
Ahh, the vagaries of youth. I hope your week improves dramatically.
Toodle!
Bronwyn
If only all troublemakers were as cheery as you Bronwyn.
I have to say, reading your blog definitely puts my college induced insomnia in perspective. Glad you have John and the boys to come home to. :)
Brnwyn - sadly most kids around here aren't nearly as sweet as you obviously were. Yesterday on that estate it was like being stalking by a pack of animals. Kids following us everywhere, shouting abuse, trying to get close enough to spit at us or throw stuff - all scattering the moment you turned round.
Polaris - yeah, John's being amazing, tour guide, nanny, gossip, housekeeper, boyfriend - the list goes on! Good luck with college. I dont envy you studying.
Danger - was never doubting Nicky's loveliness. Just wouldn't have left them alone with some of my exes. Can't imagine anyone having much fun. Whereas you're just...lovely too? No worries on my part at all at abandoning you lot to amuse yourselves.
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