16 June 2011

Expect the unexpected...

There's a lot of things I probably should talk about.

Some here, some to John, some to...I don't know, some deity who'll listen?

But for now, after the day we've all had here, something completely different.




Sally is responsible for both of the first two. Anyone would think she thought I needed cheering up earlier.


She says this is how she imagines my 'bedtime stories' going with Sherlock: (Sherlock, Mycroft, if you watch this I WILL KNOW. And punishment will be forthcoming. Don't.)



And she threw these at me and called me a 'freak' for liking Marmite earlier:






Yup, cashew nuts, coated in Marmitey stuff, baked. Delicious. I've already eaten half the bag. And not told John.

Sherlock (under the firm guidance of Mrs Hudson) baked us biscuits today. In the shape of hearts (Mrs H insisted), snakes, spiders (crunchy legs) and a random hippopotamus...no idea why. The snakes and spiders are because his class are going on a school trip, to handle some. All the ones confiscated off smugglers through Heathrow Airport.

John's going to go too, to prevent Sherlock getting away with half their creatures. I might go, depending on a lot of things.

Mycroft helped cook this evening. He's going to be a great cook. He's got a really good sense of what works together. And he's patient. He'll outclass me easily.

And John...he's just been fantastic today. I am so, so lucky to have him in my life.

48 comments:

mazarin221b said...

HA! My husband played that last night, and I cackled because there were so many times I wanted to add that little saying to the end of every bedtime story.

Can't say much now, my 5 year old is sleeping upstairs with a 100 degree fever and a headache, so poor guy had very little choice.

Need to consider dinner myself. Prosciutto, fresh mozarella, basil and olive oil en panini might be dinner of choice this evening, as I don't think there's anything else in the house! Nice that Mycroft is showing an interest in cooking. It's an important life skill, I've always thought.

Glad things are calming down a bit. Hope the the hardest part is over.

Greg Lestrade said...

Yeah, Sal said her sister sent it to her, for the same reasons.

Hope the little guy gets better soon.

Your dinner sounds pretty good, for a 'there isn't anything left in the house' dinner!

And thanks. In some ways it is...in others it's not. But I imagine the next time I see Bryan will be in court. And however that goes, hopefully it will be the last time.

John H. D. Watson said...

That video is...so, so appropriate. Ha. Where are you hiding your horrible marmite nuts? I might try one.

Greg Lestrade said...

I'm not sure I should let you try my Marmite nuts.

God knows where we'll be if you find out you like Marmite on your nuts...

(in my bag, top pocket.)

It did make me laugh, watching the video this morning. And I honestly didn't think anything would achieve that today.

John H. D. Watson said...

You're safe. I will not be wanting marmite on any sort of nuts in the future. Gah.

Greg Lestrade said...

I might like Marmite on your nuts.

Does this mean you're not going to want to kiss me now I'm all Marmitey? I mean, I do kiss you when you're all jammy-tasting from breakfast...

(I still can't believe anyone doesn't like Marmite. What is there not to like??)

mazarin221b said...

Your dinner sounds pretty good, for a 'there isn't anything left in the house' dinner!

It is, perhaps, what we had for dinner 3 days ago. And I'm too lazy to go to the store.

(And marmite innuendo? My god, how far you've both fallen!)

John H. D. Watson said...

But you won't kiss me after I eat that extra hot Thai curry, and I really don't believe I can be that spicy 20 min after I've eaten it.

However, I will kiss you, if you promise not to get marmite anywhere near my nuts.

Greg Lestrade said...

No, but you're hot stuff before you've eaten it...

Errr...that promise depends entirely upon where on your body I might kiss you...

(Mazarin - no innuendo. Just blatant smut.)

John H. D. Watson said...

Maybe I should wait to answer that till after we go to bed.

Anon Without A Name said...

Ugh. I'm pretty picky about the nuts I put in my mouth at the best of times, but I can absolutely guarantee I'd not contemplate even licking a Marmite-covered nut. Ick.

I still can't believe anyone doesn't like Marmite. What is there not to like??

*shudder* It's rank. Like the way your mouth would taste after rimming Satan. There are far more pleasant ways of getting a fix of sticky and salty, if that's your thing...

Greg Lestrade said...

John - deal. You never know, Marmitey nuts might be the perfect way to make sure I sleep like a baby. (And I don't mean waking up every few hours crying...)

Nameless - Umm, right. Rimming Satan, huh? John is devilishly good looking, that's about as close as I get to demons. (but he doesn't taste anything like Marmite).

And when Sherlock asks what that means, I'm pointing him in your direction, right?

John H. D. Watson said...

I'm pointing him in your direction, right?

If he asks me that's certainly what I'll be doing. (Although that description is pretty damn accurate.)

Greg Lestrade said...

Right, eleven PM. Both boys asleep (or silent, which I'll take as being as-good-as). Nothing horrible in the diary for tomorrow.

Time for bed, my dear Doctor?

Greg Lestrade said...

(could, of course, skip the plain Marmite and move right on to the melted chocolate in bed. This one: http://newsliteimgs.s3.amazonaws.com/100930_marmachoc2.jpg )

mazarin221b said...

Since when is marmite an "indulgence?" "Peculiar," I'll buy, and definitely "perplexing" but not "treat," I don't think.

Desert Wanderer said...

I think this sentiment has been expressed in some form on both your blogs, but it bears repeating: a million blessings on Sally Donovan, who seems as good a friend as anyone could hope for.

In other news, could this be relevant to your interests, Lestrade? http://www.ilovemarmite.com/siteimages/Marmite_Vaseline.jpg

lol, the captcha says "acqui" which Google translate tells me is Italian for "purchase." Even the internet wants you to be happy.

John H. D. Watson said...

L - Didn't see that before you lured me up to bed. Very peculiar...right. I'll just bet it is, too.

Lawless said...

Heh. I agree with the sentiment of that clip, even now that my baby is seventeen. It's amazing how often I've found her up wandering around at crazy hours looking for something to drink or eat (to which I respond, "That's why you should have had dinner!")

And no, I'm not discussing why I might have been up and awake at that hour.

I'm glad you had something available to amuse you given the day -- rather, the week -- the two of you have had. You're both lucky to have found each other.

Good luck preventing Sherlock from walking off with half the menagerie. And I'm glad Mycroft is taking to cooking.

X said...

My English grandfather's lullaby to me when I was wee ran: "Go to sleep or else, go to sleep or else, I'll hit you with a 2x4 and knock you down onto the floor, so go to sleep or else."

Good times. :)

Glad that today went... well, no worse than expected. And that the day ended with spider-shaped biscuits, which sound rather awesome.

Bronwyn said...

http://pics.livejournal.com/bronwynferchdai/pic/0005kwww

Relevant to the conversation? Y/y?
TTFN,
Bronwyn

Greg Lestrade said...

John, I hope I didn't lure you anywhere you didn't want to be lured.

Desert Wanderer - if I ever have dry lips, I will track some of that down. It's a bit of a small pot for anything else...

And yes, Sal's a star. I couldn't ask for a better sergeant. (try not to get a big head, Sal).

Anonymous said...

Queers like you shouldnt be let near kids

Nicky said...

Just go away, you horrible, horrible person.

Kath Ballantyne said...

I'm with John here. The only thing marmite (and vegemite) are good for are getting rid of mouth ulcers. Can't do even that myself any more as I can't eat gluten and they're made from malt.

I love Amanda Palmer's song Vegemite (The Black Death). (lyrics)

Vegemite, it tastes like sadness
it tastes like batteries, it tastes like asses.
I can not hold a man so close who spreads this cancer on his toast
it's the vegemite my darling
or it's me



I'm glad some things can make you laugh today.

Kath Ballantyne said...

ugh. Can't edit the comment.
The song has F words in it

Des said...

I agree with the troll. Kids try to eat your clothes, no one should be let around them. Jonathan Ross punched one once because it was getting too rough with his son. Bloody goats.

Des said...

Ok, that's not fair. Kids are very cute and small enough to hold in your lap. But they will try to eat your clothes and possibly bully your children.

John H. D. Watson said...

Kath - ha! That song is genius.

Des - The good thing about goats is that they eat everything. The bad thing about goats is also that they eat everything.

L - maybe lured is the wrong word. Enticed? With promises of nothing marmite-related whatsoever.

Greg Lestrade said...

Got a plan to entice the world to let me come home? I could do with one

John H. D. Watson said...

I could get Sherlock to ring your DCI. I know who'd win that fight.

Greg Lestrade said...

It's my paperwork that needs defeating. Had a meeting all afternoon that I really didnt want to be in. So paperwork still sitting here.

I might bring some home. How's the traffic there now? heard it was gridlock from an accident on the radio

Sherlock said...

Can't you ride on the pavements? Traffic is stupid, come home now.

Greg Lestrade said...

Not legally, no, Sherlock. It's okay, i can filter through it, it's just miserable slowly filtering through angry motorists in the rain.

I'll come home as soon.as I can, mate. What do you want for dinner? You deserve something special after you were so good yesterday. Get together with Mycroft and one of you choose dinner, one pudding, right? Tell John to choose red or white to go with it.

Sherlock said...

Can I help make pudding? I want something with chocolate. Or that weird thing with all the eggs you made before.

Greg Lestrade said...

Of course you can help. And you can have whatever you like. Ask the others if they'd prefer chocolate or zabaglione.

Sherlock said...

That word doesn't look anything like how you said it, are you sure it's the one with the eggs?

John says he wants that too and Mycroft doesn't care he just wants to make stupid pasta.

Greg Lestrade said...

Egg folks, sugar and a very small amount of wine in yours. Yellow, fluffy custardy stuff, right? And it looks exactly how I say it to me. The 'g' isn't a hard sound.

Sherlock said...

Yes that. And Mycroft says not stupid pasta, orzo pasta but that's not a kind of pasta it's just a shape.

Greg Lestrade said...

It was once a kind of pasta. Orzo means 'barley' in Italian, and it was once made with barley. Now it is just a shape of normal pasta though.

Have you asked John red or white? It probably depends on the sauce for the Orzo - a ragù or a white sauce.

John H. D. Watson said...

Mycroft and Sherlock are unavailable right now as they're arguing over whether orzo pasta is really the same shape as barley...

I think white? Mycroft's talking about something lemony for the pasta.

Anon Without A Name said...

The 'g' isn't a hard sound.

I never knew that; had to go look up the pronunciation on Wikipedia, and now realise the word sounds completely different than I'd thought. Not convinced I'd ever bring myself to eat the stuff, but at least now I know how to pronounce it ;-)

Greg Lestrade said...

Right, will pick up a decent bottle.

Tell them we always called it 'risoni', which just means 'big rice' and ask if that is a better way to describe the shape.

John H. D. Watson said...

Are you sure you want to stop, with the traffic and the weather and all? You don't have to.

The big rice is going over much better.

Greg Lestrade said...

Nameless - 'gli' in Italian is an odd sound, but always the same. It kills me when people say tagliatelle with a hard 'tag' sound on the front too.

John - Don't mind stopping. I imagine my feet'll be down most of the way home, may as well grab some supplies.

John H. D. Watson said...

Well, thanks. It's appreciated.

Bronwyn said...

I love zabaglione with blueberries or strawberries. Mmmmmm. I'm also a major tiramisu addict. Good stuff.
TTFN,
Bronwyn

Rider said...

I was told to pronounce the gli sound like the lli sound in "million".

Dont envy you that ride back. Slow traffic in the rain is miserable. Hell on the clutch hand, and too many idiots chopping lanes trying to gain a few feet.

Plus the water splashed up from the road over your boots and no matter how well you polish or dubbin them, you get wet feet.

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