Mycroft has just made me an exquisite bacon sarnie for lunch! Perfect, with some mayo, avocado, bacon, black pepper... we should keep him around ;)
Sherlock has announced he could run the marathon tomorrow. Sadly he's left it a bit late to enter. Or train. Or be born - I'm pretty sure you need to be 16 or something. Apparently this shouldn't matter.
I think John really wishes he had entered though. We might go and watch a bit tomorrow, or they might, if I'm asleep...
Last night was surveillance, which is always boring. But we ended up getting some good intelligence by the end of the night.
Also had this girl visiting us.
She was obviously doing her own surveillance. Hope she had a good night too.
There were lots of ginger and white hairs on my side of the bed this morning... although John tried to keep up his denial that she's taking over ;)
She also followed me to the toilet, which left me in fear of what sort of things she might pounce on...plus it's very odd, going about your ablutions whilst under close scrutiny of a small moglet.
Anyway, got a far more interesting op running tonight, trying to find a guy who stabbed someone last week. Going to be out on the street, actually doing things, which makes me happy.