My thoughts are with their families, friends and colleagues.
"Step forward now, Officer, you've borne your burdens well.
Come walk a beat on Heaven's Streets. You've done your time in Hell."
In more cheerful news, Sherlock set some sort of glitter-paper trap for me to walk into. So I got home to be utterly doused in glitter and confetti. It's everywhere. And I mean everywhere.
And now, onto a message I promised for AnonyBob, for being the 24000th commenter on this blog. Which, no, doesn't contain nearly enough about my job and far too much about 'boring stuff', Sherlock says.
Greg says sorry he couldn't send you a bouquet. He's got this useless new assistant who is very distracting and keeps dragging him off on adventures... or that's his excuse, anyway. ;)