Work...workworkwork. Got back to some cases which ...aren't very nice. And the usual paperwork, although everyone's been doing pretty well at keeping it away from my desk, thankfully.
John brought the boys to see me for a quick coffee, which was nice. Sherlock climbed all over me, because he's still eating his Easter Eggs.
Still coughing like a b******. Although...feeling better again? I don't know. Can't you just get your lungs spring cleaned or something?
Mycroft has made us some fantastic pizza tonight, because he's a wonderful young man and very thoughtful.
It seems we're all pretty excited about the allotment - which I'm really pleased about. I really wasn't sure if everyone would like it. Sherlock is planning some sort of bio-engineering. The rest of us are planning what we'd like to eat. Apart from mutant strawberries.
I thought, as John loves his hot food so much, we probably needed some chillies.
Obviously, I'm not that keen on them...
But then we found these - something for everyone ;)
I'm really looking forward to it all. It's nice watching something grow, and it'll be a great learning curve for the boys, too.
Also, as Sherlock is just about fit to burst, now that we're home from our weekend away, here's his news:
We're getting chickens after the holiday but not big chickens straight away but EGGS and they'll have chickens in them and we're getting an INCUBATOR too and we have to watch them until they hatch and then take care of them and they'll get big and then we can use their eggs to eat or make things with or look at. I can't wait until we get them and can watch them and we have to keep notes on everything that happens and we can listen and see if they're going to hatch and it'll be the best thing EVER.
...I admit, it does sound pretty exciting.