15 June 2013

And yes I've been bad, doctor won't you do with me what you can

So, before you really do all get the wrong end of the stick - we did indeed go for breakfast in a toilet this morning. An EX-toilet. Revamped. Not a current toilet. I think they'd be really unhappy if you used it as such...

Now it serves good coffee, brilliant juices, lovely pastries and a few other things.

You can only fit about 15 people in there, so you need to be a bit lucky about getting seats. There are stools in the urinals...if that doesn't sound too wrong?? And a table where the stalls used to be. There are another 8 or so urinals on the other wall, which is where we sat. The orange tiles on the far right are the front of the counter.



Here's some French Toast, surrounded by the urinal:


It's all very beautiful, if you like that sort of thing :) And I'm always pleased to see old spaces re-used.

I think John did start to think he was dreaming when we walked in... after being up half the night he was a bit out of it. Soon perked up though. Sherlock mercilessly quizzed him about his call outs, complete with pleading.

The weather today hasn't known what it's doing - everything from bright sun to rain, complete with strong winds. But the allotment is braving it all! Some lovely flowers around, too :)

Here are (someone else's) figs.


I've told you what my zio used to say about eating figs, haven't I?

37 comments:

John H. D. Watson said...

What about figs?

Sherlock said if I don't start getting more interesting calls, he's not going to let me go out in the middle of the night anymore...

Greg Lestrade said...

Well...you'd have to tell me if he was right or not ;)

He used to tell me eating a ripe fig is like performing oral sex on a woman...

How is Sherlock going to prevent you from going out? Chain you to our bed? ;)

John H. D. Watson said...

I'm not sure I've ever had a ripe fig...

I don't know. Traps, possibly? Tiger pits?

Greg Lestrade said...

Who's going to walk the tigers? Just cuffing you to the bed would be so much easier.

I'm going to buy you some figs just so a finally get an answer to whether he was telling the truth or not.

John H. D. Watson said...

I bet Anthea would like tigers.

Ha, all right. I'll give you a full report.

Greg Lestrade said...

Yeah, but it'd be no good only walking them when she's back here. And no good them going and living with her.

I'll buy you some bananas too, just to make sure you're not tempted back to the dark side ;)

Did you give Sherlock a full and satisfactory report on your night shift?

John H. D. Watson said...

That's good, I like bananas too. Most fruit really...

Full but not satisfactory. Not nearly enough murders and dead bodies, too much of ordinary people committing fairly stupid crimes and getting hurt in the process.

Greg Lestrade said...

Well...there's a reason a lot of detectives specialise. Crime is usually as you describe. Not that it's not satisfying to sort out, but...I prefer getting my teeth into big cases.

John H. D. Watson said...

Yeah...I know smarter criminals are not what we want, and yet...

Greg Lestrade said...

Hah! Afraid even the ones who are hard to catch aren't always smart. Just lucky. Or well protected.

John H. D. Watson said...

Heh. Sherlock's illusions will be shattered... He'll be calling for a better educated class of criminals.

Greg Lestrade said...

Mm. he's just been quizzing me about cases instead of a bedtime story. And telling me what he'd have done to get away with it. Terrifying, sometimes. I told him he better stay on the right side of the law, because criminals don't get ice cream. Sadly don't think that'll work forever.

John H. D. Watson said...

No, but I don't think he'll want to disappoint you. Also, I don't think he'd be that interested in any of the usual motives, do you?

Rider said...

Maybe tell him that most crims are caught because they have to involve other people, and other people are stupid. Better to be on the right side of the law because there other people's stupidity doesn't get you in jail where there isn't any icecream. And no good books either.

Greg Lestrade said...

I hope he won't want to disappoint any of us! And no, no usual motives. He'd just want to prove he could get away with it. And to do so, he'd then have to tell us what he'd done. Maybe we can use that and eventually his head will explode trying to work it out??

I might suggest he become some form of security tester...help companies by telling them they're stupid and their security sucks :)

Rider - he's surprisingly well versed on what you do and don't get in prison! I think I've let too much slip in the past...

John H. D. Watson said...

A job where he could legally break into places, get paid for it, and tell everyone what they're doing wrong... Perfect!

Greg Lestrade said...

Although he may have to learn to be slightly more...tactful about it. No one wants to pay to be called an idiot.

You got another shift lined up?

John H. D. Watson said...

I do. And it's not even on a Friday... it's Saturday instead.

Greg Lestrade said...

Oh, well, that'll be completely different. Nights again?

I need to book in some nights, or my team will think I'd prefer to be in a warm bed with you or something.

John H. D. Watson said...

Yeah. I think that's what I get for being new.

A shocking assumption.

Greg Lestrade said...

We could slip Mrs Hudson a fiver, both book on nights, I'll go, then call you out once Sherlock's asleep, and we could have a decadent night...in a cell. Or medical room.

Or I could be fired for suggesting such unethical things...

John H. D. Watson said...

Ha! And then Sherlock can tell us how he could've got away with it.

Greg Lestrade said...

He'd just bemoan the fact we were skyving off and no one had really come to a grisly end.

He would far rather we were stuck out in the freezing rain knee deep in entrails than having a sneaky cuddle.

John H. D. Watson said...

I wonder if he'd feel the same if he were the one knee deep in entrails... Probably.

Greg Lestrade said...

Yeah, probably.

But speaking of cuddling...you, me, bed? Don't want to go to work tomorrow. But might be able to sneak out for a bit of lunch or something?

John H. D. Watson said...

Bed, lunch, yes. Not at the same time. You know what I mean.

Greg Lestrade said...

I do. Although I do know places that rent rooms by the hour ;)

(none of them exactly luxury, is must be said.)

John H. D. Watson said...

Ha! A tempting thought, but given Sherlock won't be in school, I think we'd better stick to lunch. ;)

Greg Lestrade said...

And, given the presence of the boy wonder, undoubtedly cake/ice cream/some form of sugar hit. Mm.

Might run to work in the morning, if it's not raining.

John H. D. Watson said...

Probably a wise choice. I might run Sherlock around the park. Or let him ride circles around me, more accurately.

Greg Lestrade said...

Just don't let him run you over and feed your body to the foxes in an attempt to capture one for a complete skeleton.

There's only one fox for you, and it isn't red ;)

John H. D. Watson said...

Very true. :)

Small Hobbit said...

Have a good day guys, whatever you plan on doing.

We're taking our Brownies to Cadbury World today, so if I survive I shall enjoy reading about your day and the amount of cake/ice cream that has been consumed.

Greg Lestrade said...

Good luck!

Another grey day in London.

Greg Lestrade said...

And happy Father's Day, if any of you are.

Olli said...

Happy Father's Day to both you and John (though belated, on your side of the pond, isn't it?). It might sound odd coming from a stranger, but I have several great dads in my life, and I know good fathering when I see it. Or read about it.

And I'm sorry to hear of your injury. We expect a full report on how well-rested you will be by Wednesday. :)

Greg Lestrade said...

Thanks, Olli.

I am resting just as much as ordered by my personal doc :)

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