15 August 2011

Battered, knackered, but victorious!!

The game yesterday was...well, good, because we won! But generally a little brutal and slightly bad tempered (as expected).

Sherlock managed to refrain from asking anyone to kiss. I managed to refrain from kissing Danger (behind the changing rooms at half time doesn't count. It wasn't my fault. He was utterly irresitible, all sweaty and muddy and in his tight rugby shorts.)

The match ended 31-24, with one broken wrist, a broken nose, suspected cracked ribs, possible broken foot and a steady stream of visitors to the blood bin.

Danger's got a cut on his leg, and numerous bruises, I've got some nice stripes on my back where someone skidded on me with their studs, and more various bruises. If anyone saw the two of us at the moment they'd think we were into some sort of S&M relationship.

Molly and Sherlock spent the time plotting to bring down civilisation - well, they were both smiling a lot, so that's what I presume. And Mycroft talked to both Molly and Sally for a while, and generally kept an eye on Sherlock.

Sherlock did insist on coming on our victory lap, on my shoulders. A few people commented that there wasn't much family resemblance. And in the pub afterward there was a definite split between people who could get over the fact we were gay and looked after kids and people who couldn't cope with this and just managed to occasionally stare.

Then Sherlock had a meltdown last night. The sooner we go camping the better, I think, at least John and I can share the load.

Still, work today, court then work tomorrow, and then Wednesday we're off!

93 comments:

mazarin221b said...

Congrats on the win!

(But, um...what's the blood bin? Do I want to know? I probably don't. But I do.)

You guys are just defying societal expectations all over the place, aren't you? :)Gorgeous, manly, rugby-playing BAMFs who are really in love with each other and basically are parenting a couple of incredibly special kids that technically don't belong to either of them.

I think it's awesome. I'd have stared, too, but probably for entirely different reasons.

Greg Lestrade said...

The blood bin isn't literally a bin full of blood...

It just means a temporary substitution of a player, whilst they get patched up enough to stop bleeding. Since the rise of various diseases transmitted by blood, in a high-contact game like rugby you're not longer allowed to bleed on the pitch. But unlike a 'real' substitution, where a player takes over for the whole of the rest of the match, this sub only stays on until you're patched/stitched/bandaged enough to retake your place on the field.

And I suppose we are...which is sometimes great. And sometimes you just want everyone to treat you like normal. But then I don't suppose there is such a thing...i'd rather put up with the funny looks and have these three in my life than not have them and have a quiet evening in the pub, anyway :)

mazarin221b said...

Ah, that makes more sense, and is much less disgusting than I imagined.

And yes, I get that you just want to live your life without undue attention - I was just teasing you and eyerolling a bit at everyone else.

Anonymous said...

Congratulations on the win.

I got invited to play rugby once by the catcher on the opposing team at a softball game. I called up my sister, who knows about such things and said, "What do you think? Should I play rugby?" her answer was absolutely not. If you don't already love it don't start now, you'll wreck your knees and never walk again. So I didn't because i always listen to my big sister. But every time I see people playing I think it looks like a lot of fun.

Mycroft said...

because i always listen to my big sister

Very sensible.

John H. D. Watson said...

He was utterly irresistible, all sweaty and muddy

Oh, so that's what you look for in a man... No wonder meeting you in a bog was so successful!

Greg Lestrade said...

Hey, you're making us sound like George Michael and that cop! By 'bog', dear readers, he means swamp, not toilet! We're not out on the heath cottaging of an evening.

But bog or no bog, you are perfect and wonderful.

John H. D. Watson said...

Ha! If you preferred the other sort of bog I'd hope I would know by now!

You are too, you know. Well, I'm pretty sure you don't know. But that's why you've got me to remind you.

Greg Lestrade said...

You're right. I know nothing of the sort.

What do you want for dinner?

John H. D. Watson said...

Thai takeaway? Unless you want to cook, but I thought you might rather have a rest this evening.

Greg Lestrade said...

Mmmmmm. Rest. Yeah, sounds good. I'm going to head to mine in a minute, pick up my stuff for camping, so it'll be easier not to cook.

How are you feeling today? Tender?

John H. D. Watson said...

Like one enormous bruise. I'm sure it didn't used to feel like this the day after. You?

Greg Lestrade said...

Like I've been run over by a herd of yak.

How's Sherlock been today - less grumpy?

John H. D. Watson said...

Yeah, a bit. He had a nap this afternoon while we were watching a film. He must've been really worn out.

Yak...yeah, sounds about right. With pointy hooves.

Let me know when you leave the Yard and we'll leave to get the Thai then, okay? Unless you think you'll be a while at your place?

Greg Lestrade said...

Leaving now. And no, just grabbing a few things - only delay will come if I can't find something. Although we must already own everything in the world...

So I shall see you soon!

John H. D. Watson said...

We definitely do own everything in the entire world.

Good! You want that thing, right? And spring rolls?

Bronwyn said...

because I always listen to my big sister.

I don't believe you, Kholly. As a big sister myself, I can assure you that if you take all of my siblings as a group, they listen maybe 15% of the time.

Though, I suppose, I could rephrase that to say the listen 100% of the time. They actually take the advice offered - and that they usually solicited - maybe 15% of the time. If they're not going to listen, why do they ask?

Awesome possum,
Bronwyn

Greg Lestrade said...

I did want things with stuff ... but you can put my order on hold. You won't be seeing me for a good few hours yet.

Some bastard has broken into my flat.

John H. D. Watson said...

Oh god. Bastards. What did they take? Is there anything I can do?

mazarin221b said...

!!!

That utterly, and completely, sucks. Sorry, L.

Bronwyn said...

Christ that sucks. I'm so sorry. Do you think it's just part of the general melee that's been going on or is it more focused - like, say a certain jackass of an ex?
Later,
Bronwyn

Greg Lestrade said...

Usual stuff - tv, dvd, stereo. I am so bloody glad my guitars were at yours.

The place is a mess, I don't know what else is gone.

My bloody fault - the place is empty so much I should have thought about it. Feel like an idiot.

Just waiting for them to send a unit for fingerprinting. And someone to sort out the door.

Small Hobbit said...

Have they/he done much damage?

I'm sorry too, it's really not fair.

John H. D. Watson said...

All the words I want to say are ones I try not to say on here. It's really not fair.

I am so bloody glad my guitars were at yours.

Me too.

Do you want us to bring you dinner? Or maybe one of the cars if you'll want to take anything out of there?

Greg Lestrade said...

Bronwyn - I don't know. I can't imagine he'd do anything like this. But I could say the same for a lot he's done.

Danger - there isn't much here. Nothing important. They've taken a bit of jewellery - not like I had much. Mainly just the stuff I said above. Think they forced a window. Then found my spare keys and got out the front door. Probably feeling pretty safe that the police were busy elsewhere.

Wankers.

John H. D. Watson said...

Yeah, probably. Bastards.

Sherlock said...

Bronwyn, I ask Mycroft things to see if he's got better ideas than me. But usually he doesn't, so then I ignore him. Maybe your brothers and sisters are the same?


Lestrade why can't you just catch them? You can catch murderers, so burglars must be easier. I'll help. And can we buy you new things? And can I have more fingerprinting stuff please?

Greg Lestrade said...

I am pretty hungry, Danger...and I can't leave here now. But if the boys come Sherlock needs to understand he can't touch anything. Or even go in the flat.

John H. D. Watson said...

Got it. We'll be there shortly with your Thai things with stuff, and I'll have a talk with Sherlock on the way. About not touching and about not harassing the fingerprint people for more supplies.

Sherlock said...

But I could help! I know how to do it and everything. Please?

John H. D. Watson said...

No, Sherlock. You have to let the professionals do it. It's their job. You just concentrate on dinner and hugs for Lestrade, all right?

Greg Lestrade said...

Sherlock, if you're really good, you can sit on my shoulders and see the mess, right? But it doesn't look much different to your room after a full day of you doing stuff. Okay?

Sherlock said...

Fiiiiiiine. Why do you need hugs? Are you upset? You have a TV and all that at our flat.

Anon Without A Name said...

Oh, bollocks. I hope that nothing of value - material or otherwise - has gone. Bastards.

Small Hobbit said...

Sherlock, all of us here want to hug Lestrade, so you'll have to do it for us. Please.

Greg Lestrade said...

I'm not...upset, exactly. It's just not nice, thinking someone else has been in your home, touching all your things. That's the worse bit.

And...there are a few things that were a bit more important than a TV. I don't really care about the stuff like that.

Bronwyn said...

Well Sherlock, perhaps. Both of my brothers are highly intelligent and decent young men. Often they know precisely what they want and how to get it. Heck, in certain areas, I will admit they're smarter than I am, though in others, I'm smarter than they. But the fact remains, that I am older.

One of my brothers is nine years younger than I am. So when he asks me for advice about something and I answer him, I try very hard to use all the knowledge I've gained in those extra nine years to give him good advice. Nine years is a long time (almost half as long as he's been alive!) and so a lot of the things he needs advice or asks questions about, I've already done or had happen to me. The problem comes when he doesn't like the answer I give him because he thinks his way would be more entertaining or it's what he wants to do. He's very much his own person, and believe me, I'm more than aware that he's not usually going to take my advice. But sometimes it makes me sad because I already made that mistake and if he would just do as I tell him once in a while I could prevent an awful lot of unnecessarily painful things from happening to him.

I suppose it's human nature to need to learn from one's own mistakes, but it's absolutely MADDENING when he asks and then ignores me. Especially when I know it's going to end so, so badly.

My other brother is far closer to me in age. He's only three years younger (imagine being the youngest in this group - two Mycrofts to one Sherlock). He tends to listen more, but he also tends to ask my advice less because we're so close in age. When he asks for advice, it's in the areas in which I'm far more expert than he - like science or cooking.

That isn't to say I never ask my brothers for advice. As they gotten older and more knowledgable, I do. But, given that I'm almost a decade older, it's taken a long time for my brothers to catch up.

What really makes it so very difficult is that I love them both so very much and it makes me angry and sad and viciously frustrated when I can't protect them. Especially from themselves. Because I hate to see them in pain or sad when I could have maybe prevented it.

Food for thought, I suppose,
Bronwyn

Sherlock said...

What was more important?

Greg Lestrade said...

There was a necklace - in Italy it's tradition in some families that you should be given a necklace when you're born, and it usually has your initials on it, your blood group, your birthdate and often a religious symbol. And...well, I've lost mine a few times, and every time someone in my family has always provided another. And this time I doubt that will happen.

That was more important than any electrical goods.

Sherlock said...

Can't we give you one?

Greg Lestrade said...

um...I suppose you could, yes, if you wanted to. thank you.

Sherlock said...

Good and then we can all have I've cream!

Greg Lestrade said...

I'm glad even child geniuses fall prey to autocorrect.

John H. D. Watson said...

You would think that as often as he types it, the phone would know what he means...

Greg Lestrade said...

Maybe he just did it to make me feel better.

Although it's your phone...maybe you often feel the need to exclaim 'I've cream!' - after the stick you gave me for my phone saying 'corset'.

I'm tired.

John H. D. Watson said...

If I did, you'd be the first to know.

They must be almost done, surely?

Greg Lestrade said...

Mmm. Dunno. They can be quite ... particular.

You'll have to present yourself at the nick tomorrow, have your dabs done, because you were in here with me last.

And then I need the locksmith to change the lock and the bloke to board up the window.

Sherlock said...

Can I come? I want them to do mine too!

Greg Lestrade said...

I daresay if you ask nicely, they'll do yours too. Even though yours are probably the only 5yr old sized-prints in here...

Sherlock said...

They could be robbers with small hands. Or just very small robbers.

Mycroft said...

There aren't robbers as small as you.

Mycroft said...

Lestrade, is it really all right if we get you the necklace? It's supposed to be your Italian family, isn't it?

Greg Lestrade said...

Well you go along with John and they'll do your prints, I'm sure. Even though you've done your own.

And these were burglars, not robbers.

Greg Lestrade said...

Mycroft...I don't know. I mean, yes, normally it's your grandparents who get it - or at least, it was in my family.

And I don't mind not having one. This would be my fourth anyway. It's not like I ever wear it.

Anonymous said...

Oh, goodness! I'm so sorry, Lestrade. At least no one was harmed, and everyone is safe.

Sherlock, can you give Lestrade and John an extra hug from me? Although they're adults and may not be scared, it's still not a nice feeling to have your things taken. Remember how you felt when the little girl was touching your things? Imagine if you didn't know that it had been her that had touched them, but came home to find they were gone.

innie said...

You boys - Sherlock with that impulsive goodness and Mycroft with that careful concern - make me so glad to know you.

John H. D. Watson said...

Pip - He's sitting in L's lap, offering hugs when he remembers, and asking a million questions about what everyone's doing when he doesn't. :)

Innie - they're wonderful, aren't they?

Greg Lestrade said...

I think he's as tired as I am, too. Although no doubt will refute that.

John H. D. Watson said...

Do you want to take them home and get some rest? I can wait for the locksmith.

Greg Lestrade said...

I've got the bike, and I can't leave you here with these two. I'll be okay. One more day and I'm free...

John H. D. Watson said...

Do you want to leave early, or sleep in that day?

Greg Lestrade said...

leave after rush hour? Which is an epic lie-in for me...

Should only take two and half/three hours to get there. Then tackle the tent...and get supplies. And whatever else the boys want.

I assume we're taking Mycroft's telescope, too?

John H. D. Watson said...

Yeah, definitely. He already has it wrapped up for transit.

Is Sherlock actually asleep?

Greg Lestrade said...

Yes. And drooling on my shoulder a bit.

Greg Lestrade said...

He'll hate me for saying that in the morning, won't he...

John H. D. Watson said...

Probably. He looks adorable though. There, now he'll hate me too.

Greg Lestrade said...

well looks like they're pretty much finished...will you call the guys back? Both last numbers dialled on my phone. I think I'd wake Sleepylock here if I do it.

Greg Lestrade said...

(By guys I mean locksmith...actually, ask if he'll board up the window too. Be faster.)

John H. D. Watson said...

He says soon, five to ten minutes, and yeah they can board up the window as well.

Greg Lestrade said...

Yeah, he said he'd wait for me to call. Cheers.

Reckon I'll just leave it like this while we're away? There's nothing else worth taking. I'll take my passport and stuff.

John H. D. Watson said...

Yeah, sounds reasonable. Doubt anything else is going to happen to it while we're gone.

Greg Lestrade said...

I had a word with a couple of the neighbours, told them what was going on.

Right, you want to take Sleepy off me? I somehow doubt this will go well...good luck getting home without him going into meltdown.

John H. D. Watson said...

Thanks, I'm sure I'll need it.

Greg Lestrade said...

I feel bad about leaving you now. Would you rather I cam and picked up the bike tomorrow?

John H. D. Watson said...

Nah, it'll be fine. We'll get a taxi, don't worry. He's too sleepy to be much trouble.

Greg Lestrade said...

Right. God, I'm going to be asleep before you get through the door, I think. I'll try not to be. Sorry if I am.

John H. D. Watson said...

It's all right! Sleep, you need it. I think I'm going to blog anyway after I get the boys in bed.

Lupe said...

Oh gosh, I'm sorry, Lestrade! D: I hope they catch the thieves and get your things back, if that's possible. Hugs to you all!

Greg Lestrade said...

Right.

I'm in court tomorrow. Remember to get your prints done. if it's in the afternoon I might get out early, depends how it goes.

Greg Lestrade said...

What I'm trying to say is if you get your dabs done in the afternoon, I might get out early and be able to meet you all. Seem to have lost ability to make any sense.

John H. D. Watson said...

Heh. It's all right, I knew what you meant. Stupid question - am I supposed to call them and make an appointment, or can I just show up?

Greg Lestrade said...

Not stupid.

Call them, explain, i'll write down the crime number at yours, and the officer dealing with it, take that in, to make sure your dabs go on the right file. They'll probably say go in at your convenience. Tell em you're away after tomorrow if they try to put it off.

John H. D. Watson said...

Right, thanks.

Anonymous said...

Wow, I spend a day visiting with my mother and come back to find chaos. So sorry about the break in Lestrade. Good at least they didn't take your passport, and your guitars were safe.

As for my skeptical friend Bronwyn I'll say this: I do listen to her advice, but I also only ask for it when I want to listen to it. And she doesn't tend to offer when I haven't asked. That sister is 8 years old than I am, but neither of us is exactly young any more. We both already know where each of our strengths lie. And she's probably already watched me make all the mistakes that are likely to make her cringe.

My strategy for being smart is not to try to know everything myself, but know who to ask and then listen to them when they tell me.

Bronwyn said...

LOL. Kholly, you seem to have a sensible approach. My brothers ask about everything. Even when I'm pretty sure they don't actually want my opinion. I've asked why, but I usually get blank looks. *sighs* Siblings are weird.

Laters,
Bronwyn

Anonymous said...

Greg, I'm so sorry to hear about the break-in. Your home should be the one place that you feel completely safe in, and I'm sorry that you had that violated by burglers. It sounds like your necklace is a fairly distinctive piece of jewelry, perhaps your colleagues will be able to track it down through local fences and pawnshops?

*hugs* I hope the camping trip goes well and takes your mind off of things.

-A from NW

Anon Without A Name said...

Lestrade - sorry to hear they took your necklace, although you sound a bit ambivalent about it. You talk about it as being of value to you, much more so than material goods, but then you say that it's your fourth and you don't mind not having one... which sounded a little unconvincing (but I'm probably reading between the lines and getting it wrong).

Hope today is quieter, easier and shorter for you.

Ro said...

So sorry about the break-in. What a bummer after your victory yesterday! Glad you've got the camping to look forward to.

Greg Lestrade said...

Nameless - I'm...I don't know. I'm not that bothered about having one, no. I was completely gutted when The first one was destroyed, but my Nonno and Nonna got me a new one - which still meant a lot to me. Now they're both dead, it's...it's not the same. Although if it came from John and the boys...well, maybe that's as good? I don't know.

And thanks, in court, which is pretty quiet. And I think is going well, so not a bad day to have before holidays.

Anon Without A Name said...

Destroyed? Actually, don't answer - you are - hopefully - now on holiday, so let's stick to the good stuff :-)

There's the family you're born with, and the family you choose; they don't have to compete, you can have both. "Is it as good?" isn't the question, "what does/would it it mean to you?" might be more relevant. "Something different" might be the answer, but different doesn't have to mean more or less, better or worse. I'm rambling, I'll stop.

Glad you've had a relatively quiet day (I'd be bricking it if I had to give evidence in court). Weather looks good for the holiday - well, except Thursday :-p

Greg Lestrade said...

Not on holiday quite yet...just sorting everything to hand over. Then I'm out of here.

Destroyed because we had a big house fire when I was 10.

Gods probably wasn't the right word. I just honestly don't know if I want a new one or not. I mean, it's not like gold is that cheap, or like I'd ever wear it. So...I don't know if it's worth replacing. If it was, then I would obviously treasure it if it came from John and the boys.

Giving evidence isn't so bad. I'm far more nervous on behalf of any witnesses/victims than I am for me.

Hate this part, though, waiting for the jury...

Greg Lestrade said...

Gods definitely isn't the right word. Good, I meant.

Anon Without A Name said...

Ah, yeah, you mentioned the fire before :-/

Your phone is even worse than mine for weird auto-corrects :-p

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