We've had a lovely day, though. Mycroft couldn't come, as he finishes school for the summer next Saturday! Where has the year gone?? But he didn't seem to mind too much - I suppose knowing you'll be off school for two whole months will do that for you :)
We had a great walk, although it felt later when we finished than it was because the clouds were ruining our light summer evenings. Still, we didn't get too wet or anything, even though Danger tried to drown me in a river :)
Have a picture of a haystack.
Sherlock: Can I climb it?
John: No.
Sherlock: PLEEEEEEAAASE??
John: No.
Sherlock: Just a BIT?
John: No.
Sherlock: But it would be easy! I can see a way up!
John: No.
Lestrade: Can I climb it?
John: GLARE
Jo and Lisa are very good with Sherlock - possibly because Jo is as happy to dive into hedges for bugs and root about in the mud for animal tracks as he is. Although she's not the one who has to do the washing... might change when they have one of their own :)
And, on the subject of washing, here are two very clean boys, who were just about to get very, very, dirty... (but also didn't, on this occasion, have to do the washing).
That was just before the really muddy bit started, not long after we'd got the bike and had a little ride to get used to them. After that, you wouldn't have been able to see us - we'd have faded into the background.
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Heh. You look like Sherlock on Christmas morning there.
You were still in your sensible phase, before turning into some sort of mud-fuelled maniac :)
I didn't know how much fun it was going to be yet!
I definitely did :)
Still can't believe they gave you white boots!
I can't believe they had white boots, or that they got them white again after their last outing.
probably wash them at the same time as the bikes...
I think I need to go to bed. Far too much energy expended walking around the countryside, stopping Sherlock explore Jo and Lisa's entire house, and then watching the game that shall not be mentioned...
You've still got some wounded pride to kiss better. Pucker up :)
Where is your pride located exactly? Wait, don't answer that here.
Come to bed..I shall whisper in your ear. Although I'm amazed you can't guess where all good Italian boys keep their pride ;)
I could hazard a guess...which is why I told you not to say on here. Right, bed.
Yay for only one more week of school to summer break, Mycroft!
It really does sound like a lovely day (at least until the coming-home-and-watching-tv bit). :) And I must say, from the photo that haystack looks almost like a proper staircase... *considers*
Sweet dreams, guys!
Sorry about Italy, Greg.
I was really rooting for you guys, I'm tired of all the Barcelona is the best team EVER talk, so I really wouldn't mind Spain losing but hey, Balotelli is so young I think he'll do great in the Olympics.
Aw, what a fantastic pic of the two of you!!! Lestrade, you really do look giddy with excitement :D
Speaking of, you must all be overjoyed that Mycroft will be home for a whole two months! How exciting. And the dogs, too!
I was rooting for Italy, too.
Glad you guys had a good day. It sounds like it was a perfect summer day.
Ro - I was. Pretty much from the moment I woke up...
Hope you have a good week, J & L and Sherlock. And that your last week at school goes well Mycroft.
Why is it raining again? Do you think anyone would notice if I hid under the duvet?
Good lord, the pair of you look adorable in that photo.
Hope your pride was suitably tended to, Lestrade ;-p
Mycroft! Home for the summer next weekend, you must be very happy :-)
Subvertive!Lestrade is Subvertive :)
Nice look with the bikes, looks like you had fun to the max. What did Sherlock say about you getting so muddy?
Wow, Mycroft, sometimes I can't get used to the little things - for example here the summer holidays started last Friday! I hope that the last week will be over fast.
Sherlock, is it better for you to explore with somebody or on your own?
CzechReader - Sherlock doesn't break up until the 23rd. So he's going to be a little monster I expect, while Mycroft is home and he still has school.
Danger - never answered your question about what I'll be doing with drugs and gangs, because I don't know yet...
The picture is lovely. You both look like you're about to do something fun! But I bet it takes a firehose to get all that gear and those bikes clean again.
rsf
I was mildly concerned they'd want to hose us down, gear and all, at the end of it.
Ha! But that might have been fun, too, depending on how hot a day it was... :D
Well, I needed hosing down after watching John on that bike...
I take it you'll be wanting to go again, then... ;D
I wanted to go again before we'd been once...
:)
I'm sure it can only be good for you!
Yeah, once the bruises have healed and if you make sure you only land on soft things, I'm certain it's incredibly good for you.
Heh! I was thinking it sounded like the ultimate "mental health day"--a most excellent de-stresser!. What are a few bruises in a good cause, after all? :)
We'll definitely have to go again later in the summer.
So he's going to be a little monster I expect, while Mycroft is home and he still has school.
Oh, I'm sure not! Grumpy, maybe (and who wouldn't be?), but Sherlock is smart enough to work out that Mycroft is much more likely to take him places, just the two of them, if he's reasonably nice about Mycroft being off school earlier than he is.
How were the newts and frogs today, Sherlock?
Parcel withlocks arrived yet? bike arrived yet?
Parcel yes. Bike, alas, still no. How's work? Think you'll be done around seven?
Yeah, should be. Why, you and Sherlock got something planned for dinner?
Something like that, yeah.
Ha, that sounds like Sherlock might have found a recipe you can't even pronounce :)
They called about the bike? Got an ETA?
I think it's safe to say you'll be surprised.
I'll call tomorrow, see if I can get an update. I don't want to look impatient...or at least not as impatient as I actually am.
Ha - yeah, you'd have to get a videophone and glare at them :)
so, I'm not too far off done. Just got to handover.
Oh, and I'm being given to Counter Terrorism, not drugs and gangs.
You might notice something new when you get to your bike...
oh yes? You on the back, I hope?
Just on the way down.
Close...
(Get downstairs already, L, I'm dying to know if I guessed right!)
Readers, Doctor John Hamish Watson is a lying toe-rag, who has just turned up at NSY astride a gleaming new red bike with a smile that won't quite fit between the buildings and down the road.
(He does, I must admit, look almost as stunning as the bike...) ;)
YES! *fist pump*
Congratulations, John! Woo!
And now I shall magnanimously take you out to dinner, despite you calling me a toe-rag. :)
Happy bike day Doctor Danger :-) So happy for you :-)
Have a nice dinner and a good ride the pair of you :-)
Oh, and very good job, Sherlock, not giving away the surprise!
Have fun, guys. :)
Just because you're a toe rag with a new bike, doesn't make you less of a toe-rag. I was all prepped for cheering you up tonight becuase you were still without wheels!
But I shall accept your dinner offer, because t would be rude not to.
I'd much rather be a toe-rag with a new bike than one without! What were you going to cheer me with?
Strawberry and gooseberry tart. Apparently it tastes like jam.
And my good self, of course :)
Mmm. If only I'd hidden it for another day or so...
Happy bike day John! Let the fun begin.
You can still have fruit tart, you bike tart.
kholly - thanks!
L - ah, you're too good to me. :)
Of course, you can still have me, too...
I am just all heart. Heart with a tart.
If you never get closer to cars than that on your bike you'll be stuck in a lot of London traffic though ;)
Aw, Happy Bike Day, John! That's lovely. And the two of you together are lovelier still.
You need a Happy Bike Day cake! (Or tart.) :)
Are you coming home soon and Lestrade I sat on John's bike before you did and Mrs Hudson says you'll probably turn into a couple of hell's angels but I don't know what that means and she was laughing anyway and said it didn't matter.
Thanks, all - it really is beautiful.
L - didn't I say ages ago that if I got a bike you'd get annoyed with me for obeying too many traffic laws?
you can still have me, too...
Which makes me probably the luckiest man in the world.
Sherlock - we are coming home soon, and thank you for being so patient and not spoiling the surprise. Just have to go and pick up L's bike so he'll have it for work tomorrow.
Aww, happy bike day John :-) I'm guessing it's as lovely and shiny as you hoped?
Yeah be careful John, wouldn't want anything happening to you on the mean streets of London
Congratulations, John! Happy bike day!
there isn't a law that forbids you going within two metres of another vehicle!
Anyway, Wednesday showed me you're a maniac at heart. Or at least, you are when it's someone else's bike :)
Nameless - and as red!
Pip - thanks!
ttid - I am, some would say, excessively careful.
L - I'm just trying to leave a decent amount of space in case someone stops short!
More than happy with you leaving two metres in front of you. It was beside you I was talking about.
You could have fitted a bus through some of the gaps you didn't go through. The big nasty cars won't reach out and scratch your bike, you know :)
(And I know you'll soon be way too impatient to get through the traffic and will be chucking yourself through the sort of gaps I do.)
They might, you don't know!
I've been known to weave around traffic on my bicycle but I'm constantly in fear of someone opening a door. Cars absolutely will reach out and scratch you.
Shhhh, he'll never overtake anything ever!
As long as in traffic he sits where if they change lanes they won't hit him or if he can't be completely clear sits at the front quarter so he's in the driver's forward vision he'll be fine.
Overtaking just means getting from one place where they can't hit you to another faster than the silly buggers can make up their minds to move!
Filtering's safer than most non-riders think. It's just a matter of picking your time. No one changes lanes into another car or into a small gap, and few people get out except at the kerb. So eyes open for those and carve traffic with joy.
As long as the car you get in front of can still see you, I suppose that's true, Rider, but I've seen motorcycles cut in front of 5 ton trucks and I know from experience that the driver can't see over them over the hood until they've pulled away some. Heck, you can't even see a small car if it's too close to your bumper from a 5-ton. So I'm just as happy with John being cautious, myself.
rsf (Who thinks that John getting his bike today is wonderful, and Sherlock getting to sit on is cool too. How many more inches do Sherlock's legs need to grow before he can get his feet secure on the pegs?)
He's got a fair bit of growing to do yet.
And Sherlock, too :)
Lestrade can you build a moose for us?
What sort of moose? Frankenstein's moose? Trojan Moose? Tiny moose carved out of pure alabaster?
I can definitely make a mousse, if that would suffice? Chocolate?
Would this moose be for the play your class was working on, Sherlock?
(But say yes to the chocolate mousse, too! Yummmmm...:))
A giant moose I can ride on for school! Not chocolate don't be silly.
A giant moose I can ride on for school!
I have no idea what you will use this giant moose for Sherlock, but I bet it will be loads of fun.
And John (or Mrs. H) if the school doesn't then keep it you definitely should hide it away somewhere so that when he gets to be about 20 you can pull it out and prove to him that the giant moose in reality is about 1/3 as big as it exists in his memory.
I'm sure it will make a very nice conversation piece...maybe an end table...a very occasional chair...
If it's for riding (rather than sitting), it will make a rather roll-y end table--and definitely will make for interesting...conversation...when the dogs bump into it! :D
And being back on your blog reminds me, L...counterterrorism? Is that as scary and stressful as it sounds?
(I meant to ask yesterday, but I got distracted by John's new red shiny. :))
How giant and made of what?
...and when does he need it by? (*remembering wings*)
I don't know what it should be made of, that's YOUR job and it should be HUGE. Only Mrs T says the size of one of the dogs would be good but I think it should be bigger. And you could also make chocolate mousse.
I suspect 'when' will be by the last week of school. They're putting on that play for his sports day. Mrs T looked despairing when I asked her about it.
Ha! I thought it was that play. :D Do we want to know why "despairing"?
(I hope no one actually tries to jump in a river or alternate water source...)
I thought I was the filth, not a moose-creator.
you're likely to get pretty filthy creating a moose ;-)
You are a magician apparently or is that just in the cooking department?
This would be the Moose related Hamlet?
Lancs. Anon
With pirates, yes.
L - he also wants a sword.
Hey, L, you set a precedent, creating wings overnight!
(Of course a sword. Swords are cool. :))
A curvy one!! Like a pirate!!
There are a lot of different kinds of curvy pirate swords, Sherlock. You should look online for a picture of the kind you are thinking of--but remember, since you want this to look good in a play, it should be a simple design, since people will be looking at it from far off and won't be able to see anything intricate.
(Also real, useful swords tend to have simple blades. :))
Blunt pirate cutlass... right.
And shiny!! I wanted a real one but Mrs T said no and put it in my book even though I didn't even do it yet.
You rock, L! Sherlock needs to thik of a special thank you for when you get home. :)
Sherlock, it's just as well Mrs T voted down a real sword. Real pirate-type swords, with big curvy blades, are heavy. I mean, REALLY heavy. I got to handle a real, edged Chinese broadsword (which looks a lot like pirate sword, it has a wide curved blade too) and let me tell you, none of us adult students looked dashing or pirate-like trying to hold it!
Mrs T sounds like a wise woman.
Sherlock - I'm surprised it took you so long to realise that Lestrade had offered to make chocolate mousse - you're losing your touch :-)
Lestrade - A giant moose and a shiny blunt pirate sword? I'm trying not to laugh, I really am...
Great new poll L. Since the BMW's rider is bound to be the runaway winner (and why not) I've changed my vote to the Triumph.
And are you adding the giant moose and pirate sword to your list of things you'd never thought you be doing a year ago?
Why isn't the Triumph's rider on there? I had to vote for the BMW.
He just isn't.
I'm still slightly lost on how to make a giant moose that won't anger Mrs T.
RR - depends how scary and stressful you think it sounds!
I guess you could talk to Mrs T about giant moose creation, get an idea of what she visualizes vs. what Sherlock visualizes?
(And, very! I mean, the Olympics--it's such an obvious attempted target and all.)
I think, despite Sherlock's desires, a giant moose is probably not the way to go. Moose are pretty big already, so perhaps a miniature moose?
a giant moose is probably not the way to go
Especially if five- and six-year-olds are going to have to move it...
well a moose the size of a dog is fairly miniature. maybe a baby moose.
We shall see.
Lestrade, this may come in handy. I didn't think there would be instructions on how to build a moose online, but I'm always surprised by the interent, lol.
http://www.wikihow.com/Sculpt-a-Moose-out-of-Various-Household-Materials
I have to abstain from the poll... no Italian bikes!
And it should have wheels.
That link is fabulous, Anonybob :-) It gave me an idea - perhaps Lestrade could train one of the dogs to stand still for a few hours at time, coat it in papier maché, then have the Doc remove the cast (as from a no-longer-broken arm), and hey presto, a papier maché dog-moose. Add some wheels, and the job's a good'un - simples :-D
not my link Nameless ;-)
great link though piplover :-)
I'll think about moose design, Sherlock.
Rider - the bmw rider sometimes has some Italian in him.
RR - honestly, terrorism has featured so large in most of my police career it's not that out of the ordinary. Might mean some different shifts though.
Piplover, Anonybob - my apologies; I'd claim that it was long day, but I think it's just my age getting to me :-p
it's not that out of the ordinary.
That's good to know. (I guess.) I suppose the Olympics will be more of a headache than usual, but I also suppose that's true of almost any area of policing, really.
(I hesitate to mention it, since I am absolutely sure that someone who doesn't hesitate to take on building a moose will have no troubles creating a sword, but you might be able to buy a shiny curvy plastic sword...)
YOU COULD BUILD THE MOOSE ON A QUAD BIKE LIKE YOU SAID I COULD RIDE AND THEN I COULD DRIVE THE MOOSE!!!!!!!
do you know Sherlock I've been waiting for you to come up with that idea for hours!! I thought I'd get in trouble if I suggested it first ;-)
Am I the only one thinking that Mrs T has now added no moose on quad bikes to the book?
Ha, SH, if she hasn't I bet she does as soon as she sees it...
Am I the only one who sees this every time the word "moose" comes up?
Well... I don't see that, RR.
Sherlock, I am certain that motorised Moose are forbidden.
Where were you thinking I'd build the moose, anyway? And it's bed time.
Here! And I can keep it in my room until we need it at school and afterward it can come home with me. I don't want to sleep I'm not tiredddddd.
There is definitely no room here for a moose, giant or otherwise. We can barely fit us and the dogs in.
And you might not be tiredddddd but I'm completely knackereddddddd so you need to go to beddddddddd so I can go to beddddddddd.
Ah, well, moose-and-squirrel were not to everyone's taste.... (Oh, my misspent youth.) :)
You certainly had an exciting day, making all these plans for the play, Sherlock. Night night...
Knackered sounds funny when you write it like that. I want a story then and I already brushed my teeth.
RR - if it hadn't been for the link saying who they were, I would have no idea at all. And even then, I know nothing sbout them.
Sherlock - you want a story what?
I want a story pleeeaaaseeeeeeee? The Brighton one again.
All right.
Last one up the stairs get scragged, RUN!
NOTHING? You must--absolutely must!--find some episodes online, or rent a CD or SOMETHING! Rocky and Bullwinkle! Boris, Natasha, and Fearless Leader! Fractured Fairytales! Mr Peabody, his boy Sherman, and the WABAC machine!
*ahem* *straightens shirt* Very sophisticated humor, that's what it was. A cultural must-see.
And they're off...
And Sherlock actually knew the correct end to that sentence was 'pleeeaaaseeeeeeee'. It's a miracle.
Ha, John! :)
you're teaching him well John :-)
Will he sleep after a story (sherlock not Greg ;-) ) or is he really not tired/ too excited about the moose?
Hope you have a nice relaxing rest of evening
YOU LOST JOHN you get scragged
I don't know about Sherlock, but I'm pretty sure L and I will. Right after my scragging.
Did you get out on your bike today John? Greg's bike looks nice. Will you let Sherlock clean yours too? I think it's a proper way to earn pocket money, jobs like that.
After work, just briefly, yeah. His no longer looks quite as shiny and new as the pictures on the blog. I think he secretly regrets not getting a cover. And Sherlock is always welcome to clean anything for pocket money.
Nah, I don't. It spends half it's life undercover at the yard (no pun intended.) And I can never be faffed with a cover.
Sherlock has been left in bed with crayons and paper to design his moose so I make it right.
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