Didn't get a chance to talk to Danger or Sherlock yesterday - when I rang, there was no answer (Danger undoubtedly busy with Sherlock, it being the weekend), when they rang I was asleep or out of range.
We're still a few steps behind this bloke. It's frustrating. But all evidence points to the girl still being alive and well, which is good.
There's no one here I feel like I can talk to about anything other than the case. Not about John or the boys or...well, that, really. Almost wish I still had my ring. At least people assumed things then. They all think I'm single, I think. And I don't want to lie about my situation...so I just don't say anything.
Suppose it all boils down to one simple thing. I'm lonely.
Glad I've got this blog. Nice knowing you lot are all out there. Getting your comments makes it all a bit easier. Knowing we're all scattered around the globe, but still having a chat on here.
Allora. Andiamo, eh?
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Allora?
It does sound lonely. I'm glad the blog's helping a bit and sorry we missed each other. Probably good I didn't wake you though, I'm sure you needed the sleep.
Allora just means 'so'. My Nonno used to say it all the time, with a shrug. 'allora, andiamo' just means sort of 'so, let's go - let's get on with it' which is what I'm doing.
I did need the sleep. And I knew you'd be busy keeping the boy wonder occupied. Which is more than a full time job.
I'm sorry you feel so lonely, Lestrade. Maybe you should "accidentally" let one of them see Alice? That would be sure to generate some interesting discussion, if nothing else.
P.S. I was going to make some joke about "Boy Wonder" and Robin Sparkles, but I restrained myself. Aren't you proud?
Glad to know our virtual hugs are helping until you can get real ones from John and the boys. You may not be able to talk to the people you're with at the moment, but you can always talk to us in the peanut gallery.
Travel away from a partner can be very difficult. Having an unconventional lifestyle (God, I hate that phrasing, but how else to say it?) can be very difficult. Having secrets - even unintentional ones - can be very difficult. All three simultaneously might do my head in. It is temporary, though. Keep telling yourself. I gave up trying to explain myself years ago. On many many fronts.
My mother has a similar saying. Pray to God and keep rowing to shore. (Or if you're my brother, my goat knows the bowling score. He is the King of Screwed Up Quotes).
I'll keep my fingers crossed for y'all.
Tinkerty,
Bronwyn
Thanks everyone.
Think I'll feel a lot better when I do really feel like we're getting somewhere. And it would help if I didn't keep moving...but obviously that won't happen, given he's on the run... still, learning lots about the Polizia Di Stato. Only really known anything about the Carabinieri before.
Bronwyn - i'll go with the all knowing Goat over God. Am currently surrounded by a lot of god-fearing folk. All of whom choose to believe things in direct conflict to most things in my life. Enough to put anyone off, it is.
my goat knows the bowling score
It does sound more mysterious and prophetic than the original version.
I'd add something profound if my brain wasn't scrambled from having been on a first aid course all day. Just remember that we all love you the way you are. Goats rule.
Lestrade - Hugs and I hope you'll be able to return home soon. It must be very limiting to be somewhere where you don't feel like you can be your honest and full self.
Bronwyn - Your brother must be the master of misheard lyrics too, then.
First aid...the most memorable thing about my last refresher course was accidentally feeling up my 'unconscious victim' in the test. Who turned out to be the husband of my instructor... I passed, anyway. I was trying to do the right thing...check his pockets for sharp objects or any obvious deformities of limbs. I just forgot he was real. And conscious.
Maybe Danger should volunteer to teach me next time...
Hope yours went okay, Small Hobbit. Ask Danger anything you want.
Lawless - My brother is indeed that Master of Misheard Lyrics. From "there's a bathroom on the right", which is classic, to "you give love a fan blade", which is less so. And the morning we were at breakfast and "Venus" came on the radio will live in infamy for all time.
Tinkerty,
Bronwyn
Good luck, Greg, I hope it all goes well and he comes and lets you arrest him soon so you get to go home. It seems like criminals don't like obeying your tag. We're all thinking of you. I hope you get a little time by yourself to cuddle Spider.
If they think you're single, L, I can guarantee they're also thinking, "How on earth is this guy single?" Because you're too awesome not to have been snapped up.
Because you're too awesome not to have been snapped up.
He'll disagree with this, but it is in fact demonstrably true.
Oh, Lestrade :-(
I've never been sure if it's better to be the person who's away, or the one staying at home. I've spent enough boring, lonely nights stuck in hotel rooms to know it's not a jolly being away. But, I've also been the one at home, wondering why the absence of one person makes everything feel so different. Being somewhere you wanted to share with John, speaking your second language, not able to talk about missing John and the boys... ugh, I can only try to imagine how isolating that must feel.
Sending good thoughts (and agreeing wholeheartedly with John's last comment).
L - thank you for your good wishes with the first aid course. I shall get a certificate. My course didn't sound as good as yours - the best bit was pretending to be unconscious and whispering to my partner how to put me in the recovery position. "Take my left hand, no, the other left hand, the one I'm waving at you."
And of course "when approaching a casualty the first thing you must remember is Danger"
Hope today goes well for you and that you get home to those you love and who love you soon.
Danger, disagreement commencing in...5, 4, 3, 2, 1...
It's clearly untrue! The fact you put up with me is something of a miracle. The fact Mrs Hudson forced me to stop clustering up her kitchen and do something about trying to get to know you better (and me actually doing it) also miracles.
Anyway, I should have said, the music really is helping. It's brilliant.
Thanks Azure, Innie, Small Hobbit and Nameless.
Danger, disagreement commencing in...5, 4, 3, 2, 1...
It's clearly untrue! The fact you put up with me is something of a miracle. The fact Mrs Hudson forced me to stop clustering up her kitchen and do something about trying to get to know you better (and me actually doing it) also miracles.
Anyway, I should have said, the music really is helping. It's brilliant.
Thanks Azure, Innie, Small Hobbit and Nameless.
The fact you put up with me is something of a miracle.
I could say the same! Anyhow, even if Mrs H hadn't herded you upstairs, I wouldn't have let you go so easily.
I'm very glad the music is helpful.
Really? Would you have got Mrs H's men in black to track me down and bring me back in their helicopter?
Going out in a bit with a team of dog handlers. Try and flush through a bit of forest.
Ha. I'd thought I might just ask if you wanted to have dinner, but your version is so much more dramatic.
Good luck.
You'd have had to cook, out in the wild moors. Or get Mrs Hudson to.
Thanks. Get slightly nervous when I'm the only one without a dog and a gun. Although nervous of the criminal or the ones on my side, not sure...just hope all the dogs don't think the Inglese all smell the same and mistake me for him.
When we got to London I meant! Although there must've been somewhere to eat out there. Probably.
Maybe they'll find you truffles instead.
Somewhere, yes. Miles away.
They don't seem like truffle hounds...more like our two, before they were ours (dogs, not boys)
That's...slightly worrying.
You're telling me.
When I call you next I'll tell you how to say 'we're sorry, Doctor, the Inspector has been eaten by ravenous hounds' so you recognise what theyre saying to you.
I'm sure it'll be a useful phrase to know.
More useful than 'my hovercraft is full of eels'?
Probably. Although not as useful as the phrase that got a friend of mine all around Asia for a year: 'My motorbike is a Russian piece of shit, can you fix it?'
The one we'll need here is 'sorry, he's a very inquisitive child-genius. He doesn't mean any harm.'
We should probably commit that to memory in every possible language, just in case.
I didn't have you pegged as Python fan, Lestrade...
My only Italian consists of phrases I've learned from working in an opera house when I was in college. I can say "Revenge is my only god," "Alas, the poison is working more quickly than I expected!" and "I will plunge this blade to the hilt in his heart."
Good luck with the hunt - I hope you get the bastard soon so you can go home (well, and so he won't hurt anyone else; I suppose that's paramount).
John, what phrases should Greg the Florist know? L, can you pun in Italian as well as you can in English?
Thirdbird - how do you say 'Revenge is my only god'? That strikes me as potentially useful.
Innie - I suppose back to the fuchsia doesn't work quite as well in Italian, but there must be some flower related pun...
Bronwyn: I have misheard lyrics quite a lot too. Do I even want to imagine what The Day of Infamy involved? Also, how is my favourite Bronwyn today? I'm all better and have kicked my brother out of my flat so I am content to bother him by phone at my will!
John: I -really- think you guys should carry around a list with "sorry, he's a very inquisitive child-genius. He doesn't mean any harm." in every language, so that you only need to memorise it in the language you're around at the time...
Greg: Honey, if you weren't a) with John and b) someone I've never met in person, -I- would be tempted, k? You are eminently catch-worthy. I bet the group of us could come up with enough reasons why that you'd be protesting for weeks. So just go with the flow :D Here's hoping that you catch the bad guy before Sherlock's birthday so that you can just go home and not have to worry about flying back! <3
"La vendetta e sol mio nume." Or that's the translation I was given, at any rate. I figure it'll come in useful someday if I...get stuck in an elevator next to an Italian with wandering hands?
So, if you take "I am sorry. He's a very inquisitive child-genius. He doesn't mean any harm" and translate it through every language in Google translate and then back to English, you get the following:
"I believe that children are not uncommon. If it is not to bad."
What would we do without the internet? :D
Sorry, been fighting through woodland for hours, for no result, am filthy and scratched to bits and knackered. Will call after I've showered.
Bronwyn - I always thought Elton John sang 'hold me close, don't tie me down, sir'. Not whatever it really is in 'Tiny Dancer'. Think my version is better and makes more sense.
Thirdbird, I once got stuck with an Italian with wandering hands. I could have used that.
DW, that comes out far more articulate than I was expecting. I have friends who took a passage of Shakespeare and did that for a performance. It was complete gibberish.
L, your version of Tiny Dancer seems much more likely.
Thirbird - thanks! I'll try to make appropriate use of it. Perhaps with some of the mothers at Sherlock's school.
L - you all right?
Hacked off at getting nowhere with the case, missing you, but otherwise ok.
Sorry, not in the best of moods. I just want to get this wrapped up and get home.
I know. Me too. Miss you.
Hey Tink - the day of infamy consisted of my brother at fourteen, when his one goal in life was to one day BE Alex P. Keaton, heard "Venus" come on the radio. You know the one: I'm your Venus, I'm your fire. Anyway, he hears this and flips out because he heard "grab your penis, it's on fire" and was horrified that someone would put that on the radio.
It was almost as good as the years he spent convinced that the king of rock and roll was Elvis Pretzel.
Poor idiot child-
Bronwyn
Hope you're OK, Lestrade.
'Cos we are all still thinking of you.
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