We were sort of going to save this for Valentine's (for 'we', read 'I'), but Sherlock insisted he's rehearsed enough, and wanted to perform to John tonight.
So this was our surprise for the good Doc - me playing the guitar and singing, Sherlock dancing and SHOUTING the chorus:
John looked slightly overwhelmed, and gave us a standing ovation as Sherlock bowed. A lot. And shouted 'Encore', to himself...
Today was manic. I had to get out and see a witness and then the family of a victim, which meant I was very late back to town and had to pick Sherlock up in my car. He's generally not overly impressed by my car from work, but today, because it meant he had the chance to show off, he was explaining to everyone that although it looks 'ordinary' there are hidden lights and a siren, and then he was sitting in the driving seat, having guests in the passenger seat, showing them which buttons to press.
He was very good, he didn't touch the radio, he was (mainly) polite to people, and he was excited about going back to the Yard with me.
I'd got my team to cover all the 'sensitive' information, and photos of burned and battered bodies, much to his annoyance. And he got really really cross when I told him to sit very very still in my office chair and if he could sit still until the motion-sensor lights turned off, he'd get extra pancakes...
Well, after a certain amount of time he twigged that they were just normal lights, and the switch is outside my door...he was Not Happy. Still, the ladies in the canteen fed him, doted on him, Sally showed him some crime scene photos that didn't involve bodies, and he forgave me when I told him what dinner was.
Sal also found this, which sums up Sherlock quite well sometimes...
Oh, he'd also held a petition in the school playground this morning, for pancakes at lunchtime. He was very loud about it. I apologised to Mrs N, but she said they were having pancakes anyway, so it was a harmless exercise.
Got home, caused chaos, he's now eating MORE pancakes... I'm doing this, and once he's in bed, I've got paperwork to do.
There is a degu in my guitar. At some point I'll have to get it out.