God Save 'Er(II)

As I said, today we decided distraction was better than trying to ride out the storm... so, as it happened to be today, we headed to The Mall for Trooping the Colour.

We didn't get right in the crowds, but Sherlock saw the Queen's carriage from my shoulder, and we could hear the music. We also saw some of the bands marching past.

Then we headed down to the river, hoping to see the flypast, and because Sherlock was 'starving'.

He was dissapointed there weren't many planes, but he liked the helicopters and the AWACs Boeing the best, he said.

Planes.  And Her Maj. Official salute at the front. Commoners' salute of the cameraphone behind.

Anyway, I started writing this hours ago, so long ago now the highlights are on the telly. Some of the horses looked a bit frisky in the wind.

Ah, the highlights just said the reason the Battle of Britain flight wasn't there was the weather, which is what we thought.

Sherlock has put in another appearance now, having spent most of the afternoon under his bed. He's vowed never to go back to school, except when it's shut, to see the pond...although at one point he threatened to take all 'his' tadpoles with him.

Think I'll go and see if he wants to help with dinner.

It's Father's Day tomorrow. We're going to go and meet Mycroft, have lunch together.

Scared to confess

"Deep in my heart I'm concealing things that I'm longing to say. Scared to confess what I'm feeling - frightened you'll slip away."

Day Ten: One confession.

Confess: To disclose (something damaging or inconvenient to oneself)

Been thinking about this one for the last few days. Knowing it was coming. And I wasn't really sure I had anything I wanted or needed to confess. No childhood misdeeds, or pranks I was never caught for at school. No skeletons, really - stupid to have, in this job. No dark deeds of adulthood that have been gnawing away at me.

So you're getting something that's been in the back of my mind more recently. Something I've wondered about saying out loud before, but never have.


 It was number four. And you don't need to be paranoid. We can talk about it. Now I've written this, I think I'll actually feel a lot better if you know.






For the rest of you, I disappeared earlier because I wasn't dealing with the whole idea of getting my back sorted very well, and, if I'm honest, some of the comments made me feel as if I was being whiny and pathetic. So I just went and sat in the park until I was dealing with things better, and John called, which helped.

And I'll still catch you when you fall through a past that steals your sleep

Day Nine: Two images that describe your life right now, and why.
 

This was hard. I didn't really know what to do. So here's a picture from the internet, and a picture I took.

That's right now. Grey and tired and well cared for under a blanket on the sofa, because my boyfriend is a god.


In fact, add a degu to that picture and it could be me.

 And...stretched in all directions, holding just as much as I can in one go without breaking.


Day Ten: One confession.

Got Friday off work, and the weekend, although I'm on call again. Feel like it's been a very long time since I had any time off, even though I've only been at work for three days!

Touch me, save my life

Well, I did promise Danger I'd go first...


So here goes.

Day Eight: Three turn-ons.


1. Well, if you didn't guess this already I lose hope for you... Nipples. Mine. Being fairly...rough with them. I'm not talking crocodile and bulldog clips! Just...fingers and teeth :)
2. The other person being very enthusiastic. Nothing nicer than knowing they're enjoying themselves.
3. Taking everything very slowly, and really letting the excitement build. Lovely. (And no, we don't get time often. Makes it all the better when we do.)

Day Nine: Two images that describe your life right now, and why.
Day Ten: One confession.


In other news - here's a very good article about the CoE's ridiculous statement out today. Just makes me mad that a tiny minority can say they speak for so many people.


Now I have to go and sit through more meetings... hoping that now I've written those three things down I might stop thinking about them! Hah.

To Ask The Sea For Answers...

Here it is, before any of you explode with curiosity and frustration...

The answers post!

Don't read the comments unless you want to know the answers to all these word games that have been going on.

I think it's best only the person who set the riddle gives the answer, so we're certain it's correct, and so it's easy to tell which solution is for which problem.

You're all very very clever, by the way. I think I got...two solutions? Three, maybe? I'm still lost on the rest. Give me a murder to solve any day...

Found a demon in my safest haven

Day Seven: Four turn-offs.

Right..going quite shallow with some of these.

1. Manipulation. Particularly in a relationship. Particularly 'If you loved me you'd do it'.

2. Men who are incredibly skinny and hairless - too pre-pubescent. Doesn't seem right.

3. Really long hair. And it getting on things. In things. Particularly my face.

4. Condoms. I know, I know, it's not responsible, it's not a good message. But wow, they are horrible slimy nasty things. Constricting, smell bad, taste bad, and... yeah, well, I don't like them. But I've always been responsible. Pretty much. That's how I know how much I don't like them.

Day Eight: Three turn-ons.
Day Nine: Two images that describe your life right now, and why.
Day Ten: One confession.

So far, we haven't found anything too disturbing in the washing. Sherlock is joyously playing with the degus. Mrs Hudson did not manage to train them to do any new tricks, to his disappointment. But she did feed and water them.

He's full of excitement about tadpoles and newts, too.

Mycroft called to say he was back at school safely, and that Anthea was definitely feeling better. He's looking forward to the summer holidays, though.

If you can't...

Blog readers of the world.

I honestly never thought I'd have to say this, but here it goes.

Please all act respectfully towards one another. These blogs are supposed to be fun. Treat others as you would wish to be treated.

We're never going to take away the option to post anonymously. Lots of people in the past have participated in otherwise very difficult discussions which they otherwise wouldnt have, because the Anon function gave them the chance to talk about things.

Please don't abuse it.

I don't think John or I ever expected these blogs to grow into quite such a 'community'. As with any group of people, I certainly don't expect everyone to get along. But if something or someone irritates you, please try to rise above it and ignore, instead of sniping or baiting or being rude.

This post does not require anyone to comment on it. It doesn't need debate, discussion or validation. It just needs everyone to take a moment to think about their actions.