Just a quick post, because I have pictures, and coffee. but the latter is just my excuse for not working for five mins while I do this.
Still haven't found our suspect, got another case on already. There's something about nice weather that makes people commit crime.
Yesterday we had a fantastic time, it was lovely to get away from it all. And the weather was stunning.
Blue sky, blossom, and it's only March.
We also found this weir, which we spent a lot of time examining, because...well, why not? It made Sherlock happy. And he didn't even 'fall' in. (Most of Sherlock's 'falling' into water is entirely on purpose.)
I sort of wish we'd taken his bike for him yesterday, too. But now I really think John and I are going to sort out getting our own, because Sherlock can ride well enough that we can all go off on adventures now. We can take them with us on John's birthday holiday next week. They'll be useful to get about on.
I'll just have to remember there isn't a throttle or gears...