I'm feeling a bit better. You lot are good therapy. Or I really needed to break myself on that punchbag. One or the other.
Mycroft organising a bit of time for John and I alone was brilliant. We had such a good time together. I'm very glad to say that Mycroft and Sherlock both had a good time too.
The film was fantastic - sitting on a blanket in amongst the gravestones as night fell, watching on the big screen and hearing people shriek around us in the dark. It was perfect.
We also gave the degus a bath, and afterward they clearly decided they needed to get reacquainted...
I think they may have been copying John and my pose on the sofa... (I'd be the one on the bottom, mainly comatose...)
I've been told I should be back to my team after I work my nights. I'm glad, because this job is fairly boring, to be honest. And because it means they feel the threat from terrorism is under some sort of control.
Not so glad because my team are busy, and that's never really good news.