I bought John a little present today. Saw it, thought of him, so to speak. I'm a big believer that presents shouldn't be for certain occasions, but just when you see something perfect for someone. It's off being framed.
Anyway, that's under the clicky-thing.
Still nothing on my case. CCTV evidence is weak, no witnesses have come forward, can't find a motive or reason. Frustrating doesn't cover it.
We get Mycroft back tomorrow, which is wonderful. I've got the day off, so John and I will go and fetch him, then get Sherlock, if he hasn't actually exploded from excitement about half term.
His school isn't religious, but I think they're talking about Harvest Festival or something, at least in the context of history. And also, apparently, making boats. Never mind needing a bigger boat...I think a bigger pond will be needed.
But first, I will have a glorious morning with John.