Sherlock is finally in bed. The degus are also in their comfortable bed. Not jealous there, not at all. Nope. There need for my scarf is the greater, as Sherlock explained to me earlier. "You can go and buy a new scarf, they can't!"
Still, they are very cute. And it's not like they knew what their new bed was made of.
Yesterday was a hard day - as it should have been. We need to be held accountable for our actions. I needed to be questioned over it. I needed to prove that we did what was right, and better to start with people who know and trust you, before any sort of official enquiry gets going, if it does. Hopefully it won't.
Today was more back to normal. Bloody cold, but I rather like that. More work to be done.
Sherlock was asking me everything he could think of about this body that was found in a well down near Surrey. I do know some of the guys working on the case. Always odd, when you find bodies that have been there a while. Always very difficult. Sherlock is fascinated.
I got my new warrant card today. Says 'Detective Inspector Gregory M.F.W Lestrade - Metropolitan Police.'
John smiled a lot, and said "Not really what you needed, is it? Another initial?"
But I'm very proud to have it anyway :)
John cooked a lovely dinner today. And put up shelves yesterday! Domestic God, my husband.
There's snow on the ground in some parts of the UK. Sherlock is hoping we get some soon.
And Nicki and her lot are talking about coming down for a visit before Christmas, which would be nice.
They've also encased Eros in a snowglobe, for Christmas, to protect it. A very neat solution!
I have Eros facts...anyone else know any interesting facts about that little statue?