3 June 2014

Where you come from? Do you put the kettle on?

for those of you asking, the cock-up tin at work is where people have to donate money when they...well, clue's in the name, cock-up.

Cocking up involves losing equipment - cuffs, radios, phones, warrant cards, cars, big keys, all sorts. Suspects, sometimes.  Forgetting things - lots of the above, plus warrants. Breaking things - most frequently cars.

It's used to buy us a few rounds of drinks at Christmas, the rest goes to COPS.


And yes, I've made quite a lot of donations over the years.


Anyway, i got the Netherlands in the sweepstake. Not too shabby.

Sal got Iran. Don't talk to her about it.

But definitely sign up for Joolz predictions game!

It's just for fun.


Tomorrow, poor little Maf is going to be...coming back from the vet with less than she went with.

She's sitting on John right now, getting her ears scratched, blissfully unaware. (She may read this later, and terminate us in our sleep. If so, good bye. Nice knowing you.)

I do feel sorry for her, even though I'm sure it's for the best. And she definitely needs the op before the dogs and everyone are back home and it gets manic again. She'll need some time to sit about looking sorry for herself, probably in a cone of shame, being spoiled rotten.


We've had an epic bedtime battle tonight - because Mycroft told Sherlock that, technically, London would not enter night-time again until...July sometime. Sherlock thought this meant he didn't have to go to bed. He still does. But still, interesting to know that we're far enough North that we don't technically enter 'night' for a portion of the year.


63 comments:

pandabob said...

I think I've entered Joolz prediction game but my brain power is limited today so I may well have signed up for something totally different instead ;-)

Not actually having 'night' is not something I'm going to tell the kids, I'd never get them to bed again!!

Iran might be this years surprise team, you never know Sally might walk away with the prize in the end ;-)

Greg Lestrade said...

I know! Sherlock was adamant he didn't need to to go to bed if there was no 'night time'. And got very grumpy about me saying 'night night' to him...but 'twilight twilight' sounds like that bloody book everyone was on about a year or so ago!

You never know what could happen in the World Cup...but Sal is still pretty grumpy about it.

Mycroft said...

I am glad I kept that fact from him whilst we were camping.

I do hope you all survive Maftet's procedure with only minor injuries.

Greg Lestrade said...

Really had enough of rain!

Good luck getting the fur-bag to the vet, John...cat carriers, rain, vets, all her favourite things in one go!

Kestrel337 said...

Now I have to look up our latitude relative to London...

Good luck with the kitty and vet today.

And RR, I missed it on the previous thread but good wishes to you and your family as well.

Anonymous said...

I do wish those facing hazardous duty, be it from criminals, feline gods or other causes, well.

Thanks for the explanation of the infractions that fund the cock-up tin.

All of us rebel sometimes, but Sherlock seems to resent the demands of the body more intensely than most. Of course, he may just be more intense than most, period. Is art class on the agenda? If so, perhaps offerings can be made for the Great Maftet.

Good day all. Good luck with the football.

fA

Small Hobbit said...

I have tried glaring at the sky for a while to no avail, since it's still raining.

Hope all went well with the vet.

Anonymous said...

I hope Maf doesn't hold a grudge for too long. :)

Job interviews mut be going around, I applied to one yesterday morning and got called for an interview yesterday afternoon. Which is both amazing and terrifying.

Ella

Greg Lestrade said...

Im just hoping Maf remembers I'm the one who'll be bringing her treats tonight, not the one who stuffed her in a box and took her to the big mean vet! She might switch allegience to me!

John H. D. Watson said...

It's done, went fine. I have a small, groggy, grumpy cat.

Greg Lestrade said...

Glad she's okay. Was she all wobbly and drunk on her paws? And more importantly, is she doing an impression of a lampshade now, with her cone?

John H. D. Watson said...

She is. She hates it. She keeps trying to stick her face up against mine and I get enveloped by the cone too.

Greg Lestrade said...

Ha.

When I was a kid a dog we had needed one, he spent the whole first day trying to reverse out of it.

Anonymous said...

John & Maf sharing the cone is a photo op if I ever heard of one. Send it to Mycroft as a study break.

fA

Greg Lestrade said...

I will when I get home, if Sherlock hasn't already.

pandabob said...

I'm glad the op went as well as it could John :-)

I hope you're on your home or at least on the way Greg.

Greg Lestrade said...

Just locking up the bike, heading in to see the sad little furball. And Maf.

John H. D. Watson said...

She's clingy and mad at me. A lot like Sherlock when he's sick. Actually no, more like Anthea that one time.

John H. D. Watson said...

...The angry part, I hasten to add. Anthea is never clingy.

Greg Lestrade said...

I think I'm the only one you've managed not to insult there... ;)

Now I'm imagining Anthea in a cone.

John H. D. Watson said...

Thank you for deflecting her wrath away from me, I love you.

Greg Lestrade said...

Ha. My pleasure.

Maf does look like a sad little lamp. I bought her some milk and some salmon and trout treats. Because I'm soft in the head.

Anthea said...

After our next meeting, both of you will require cones. Promise.

John H. D. Watson said...

Oh dear...

pandabob said...

uh oh! you boys are in trouble now ;-)

Anon Without A Name said...

It was nice knowing you, guys...

Anonymous said...

What is the Anthea equivalent of milk and salmon & trout treats?

Perhaps you should research and procure.

fA

Greg Lestrade said...

If we tried to kiss we'd cause some sort of feedback loop...

Poor Maf has not figured out eating from her bowl whilst be-coned. She just pushed the dish across the floor with the bottom edge, away from her. If she could, she'd be stamping her paw.

Joolz said...

Oh dear, don't fancy your chances. Maybe you should get Mycroft to intercede on your behalf as he'll be seeing her before you have to risk it. :)

Aww, poor Maf. I can see her getting you all to sit and feed her by hand and that is surely the start of a slippery slope. ;) How long does she have to wear the cone of shame. Hope she gets better quickly.

Sherlock said...

John is holding her on his lap and stroking her and Lestrade is feeding her by hand right now

I think it's mean she might have wanted kittens one day herself.

Becca said...

It's true she might have wanted kittens, but this helps her to not get cancer, which is often fatal to cats. The hormones aren't good for her.

Greg Lestrade said...

Was anyone watching the footy? What happened, Man U vs Liverpool punch up?

pandabob said...

pretty much yes Greg. Their countries should be proud of them, not!

Greg Lestrade said...

oh dear, and we're only in the 'friendlies' :)

Only just noticed that Sherlock outed us as a pair of soppy sods earlier... can't let her starve though, right?

She's currently rubbing her cone against John, trying to get rid of it.

Greg Lestrade said...

I am in bed.

John's body is in bed.

His head is in a cone. Maf is trying to wrap herself around him - despite his terrible deeds today!!

Joolz said...

Greater love hath no cat that she can even forgive him for taking her to that nasty place. ;)

Remember that it started so easily by you saying you couldn't let her starve when she continues to have you waiting on her hand, foot and finger from here on out - or does that happen already. ;)

John H. D. Watson said...

I thought she might want to sleep on your head instead...

Greg Lestrade said...

I think my head is the wrong colour and texture. Your head probably reminds her of her old man or something.

Right now she seems to be taking up more of this bed than you and I together.

Small Hobbit said...

I trust that the fact that it is quiet is because everyone is busy rather than Maftet has taken her revenge.

Or possible Anthea has be-coned you!

Greg Lestrade said...

Maf and I aren't talking.

This morning, whilst I was being nice to her and stroking her ears, she decided to do a spot of hunting, and pounced on the shiny item nearest to her.

Wich happened to be attached to my nipple.

I know look as if John has indulged in some sort of rampant yet kinky sex game, with a perfect line of scratches accross my right pec.

John H. D. Watson said...

I tried so hard not to laugh...

Greg Lestrade said...

Yeah, succeeded for about 0.000001 of a second.

:( you need to kiss it better. A lot.

Anonymous said...

Dude. So unfair to blame the cat! Wear shiny toys and become play prey. Works for you all right when they catch your husband's eye, right? And now the Doc will, I'm sure, kiss you all better. Best medicine in the pharmacy.

In a complete change of subject, the blog's current lyric stymied me completely (often I can't name the song but at least the words are familiar) and I was relieved upon googling to find they're to a football song? (Relieved since there's no way I've ever heard it.) Do fans go to international matches and sing this? Like a musical cheer?

Onwards. Hope it's a good day, all.

fA

John H. D. Watson said...

L - I will. I'll buy you coffee too if you're free.

Greg Lestrade said...

I am. Maybe an iced one to enjoy in the sun. And hold against my poor injured chest... I shall make her wear little booties as well as a cone when I get in.

Sherlock said...

John took off her cone so she could have a drink and she escaped and now she's behind the fridge and he's trying to get her out with treats.

Greg Lestrade said...

Ha! At least I won't be suspicious when I get in and his fingers smell of fish ;)

Anonymous said...

Let us know if she damages John, Sherlock. Hopefully she will not hurt herself or the stitches.

fA

Anonymous said...

L. - You should be ashamed!

Greg Lestrade said...

Ha, I am, frequently.

Good luck John. Don't let the feline outsmart you

John H. D. Watson said...

Got her. Only minor wounds.

Greg Lestrade said...

To you or her?

fA - it's one of the more memorable World Cup songs. Mainly because it has virtually no lyrics. People sang it a lot the year it came out. I don't even know what this years is.

John H. D. Watson said...

To me.

Greg Lestrade said...

I shall kiss you better too then.

Today is lasting forever.

Becca said...

I remember chasing my cat under a ladder because she had stepped in this horrible anti-mold paint and I wanted to get it off her before she licked it off.

In other news, I got a SECOND interview. Fully a week and a half before they said I would hear anything. So I'm thrilled beyond belief and feel very wanted.

Greg Lestrade said...

Brilliant, Becca! Well done.

On the way home, Danger. To see you, the boy who never tired and the sharp clawed fur bag.

KHolly said...

Good job Becca.

John H. D. Watson said...

Congrats, Becca and good luck!

Anonymous said...

Yay Becca! Hope it goes well.

fA

Desert Wanderer said...

Hurrah, Becca! :D

Joolz said...

How are all the injured parties now, I hope everything has been kissed better all round and the evening is going better than the day obviously did. :)

Well done Becca, good luck for round two. Good luck to you too Ella.

Small Hobbit said...

Great news Becca. Best wishes for round 2.

REReader said...

Woo hop and good luck, Ella and Becca!

I hope Maftet is feeling less grumpy today...

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