One man come in the name of love

Yesterday was lovely. Today was lovely too! But yesterday we fetched Mycroft, went to Pride, took the boys to the place we've picked for the wedding, and everything was just...lovely, and sunny, and wonderful.

Here's a small portion of Sherlock's sticker collection for you:

He got John and I matching ones of the middle ones, and was very proud of himself for doing so :) It was a sweet gesture.

He also go countless flyers, condoms, keyrings, whistles, lube - all sorts! Basically stripped all people of all their freebies.

It was nice seeing the Met there - both in the parade and policing it. Some of the coppers policing it were absolutely covered in stickers by the end :)

There were, as always, some characters. Some amazing outfits. Some fetishwear.

I do understand why some people don't like it... Bry always used to say it was ridiculous, trying to get people to accept us as normal by parading through the streets in sparkly pants and dressed in fetishwear. I don't entirely disagree - but no-one says you have to do that. Plenty of people were just there, dressed normally, promoting causes or not. And I love it because I can be there, in public, and in an atmosphere that I know I can watch while I'm hugging the man I'm going to marry, and not get any comments, or 'looks'. Just smiles.

Then we had tea.

Yes, that is a glass of champagne ;) We were all stuffed afterward. Apart from the bottomless pit, who probably could have eaten another.

John was called out last night, so he slept in while Sherlock and I tackled cleaning Sherlock's room. He was moaning because one of the dogs had slightly chewed something - which had been left on the floor. Much better now. Then we had breakfast, and headed off for a swim, which was great. Sherlock's currently addicted to jumping in and then fetching things off the bottom - mainly our locker key, as it's all we have. He is determined that by the end of the summer he'll be able to dive in 'properly'. So we're working with that.

Then ice cream and the allotment. Despite caring for his caterpillars at home very carefully (they should be turning into chrysalis any time now!) Sherlock took on the task of searching for caterpillars and eggs on the allotment with great gusto today.

We investigated our 'early' potatoes today, too. Just about ready! I mean, we could take some now, but they are pretty small. But I reckon in a week, maybe, our first home-grown spuds!

Mainly today was weeding and watering. Reg was there, for a bit of advice. And asking about Mrs Hudson ;) He says our onions and things would be ready if it wasn't for the crap weather. And he's a bit gloomy now we're past the longest day, about their prospects. I mean, they're fine, just small. I think he forgets that what's disappointing to him is all new and exciting for us!

And finally, something Sherlock wants you all to see.

Anyway, hopefully this glorious weather continues. Although a bit wasted on work...