Bumped into a mate yesterday. We knew each other in our twenties - just friendly faces in the crowd, but still, we both recognised each other as we were waiting for coffee. So we had lunch. Nice meeting up with people from back and then and finding out they're all grown up too. Sometimes you sort of feel like somehow you got old and boring and everyone else stayed fun. Or maybe I just feel like that because Bry told me it was true... Anyway. Jason's a butler. And a really nice guy. Who undoubtedly knows a lot of people's secrets :)
Murray and John came and met us for lunch. Murray had escaped being made into fertiliser, and was carrying a bunch of chard as if he was strangling it. I'm 99% sure he won't have eaten it... Murray?
I had to go and see a family today, talk about going to court soon. It's hard, watching people being so brave, trying to hold it all together. You want to tell them it's okay if they want to cry and scream and tell you how unfair it is. But you know, saying that would probably make them lose it. Stiff upper lip and all. People often tell us that they don't know how we do it. I always make a point of telling my new team members that it's fine to be emotional about a case - but there's a time and a place. They can cry on my shoulder, on their own in the bogs, at home - anything. But other times you hold it together no matter what, because it's not about you. Some take to it better than others.
Sherlock wants to go and see a big sculpture of a whale tomorrow. It's on the banks of the Thames down at Greenwich. As we're down there, John has decreed Sherlock needs some new summer clothes. So we'll go into one of the big sports stores down there, see what cheap stuff we can find for him to destroy. Then to see Mycroft on Sunday. Now he's exam-free for another year! We're so proud of him. He's been incredibly calm, but dedicated.
He introduced the degus to the caterpillars earlier. They weren't impressed.
John and I are still wedding planning. Trying not to feel like we've done it all - because we haven't!
So far on my list of invitees are:
Mum, Nicky +, Rach +, Sam, Sal, Lisa and Jo and Molly.
Half of me thinks that seems like loads of people...the other half thinks it's slightly pathetically few!
And, as yet, I haven't seen a suit I like.
But did make this for John. Yes, I'm soppy enough to make him a heart-y tart.
It's peach, strawberries and cream. Sherlock helped with the arranging. It no longer looks like this...
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The tart looks tasty, however it may be arranged.
You're having a busy summer and it's only just officially started! I hope the whale statue is still there when I get to London next year. It seems the sort of thing I'd want to see.
I know what you mean about trying to keep from letting your emotions color the work -- at least not in front of people who you'd upset even more than they already are. I'm not very good at it, unless the person I'm trying not to upset is a child. Do you find it easier to be the calm professional with some people more than others?
A hearty tart or a tarty heart? Delicious either way. Thank you, love.
Tart with a heart?
RSF - it only doesn't look like that because it's mainly arranged in our stomachs now.
I think....you feel more empathic towards some people than others. But you learn to disassociate from it all. You have to. And very fast, or you wouldn't be in the job for long.
99% sure he won't have eaten it
Gave it to my mum.
And then she cooked it and forced me to eat it. :(
Murray, I'm now imagining you pulling the same mutinous face as Sherlock does when he's told to eat something he doesn't want to.
I almost said that I hope your mum liked it ;)
Same face. Someday I will grow up properly and not be intimidated by a 66 year old woman a foot shorter than me, but today is not that day.
ignoring the last part of your comment so hard
Hey, be nice to your mum. Bietola is fantastically good for you. She's looking out for you!
...chard. Chard is good for you.
Ha. Was gonna say...that's not her name!
Murray--them as installed your buttons can almost always push 'em... :)
That tart looks extremely yummy! (And sounds every bit as good. :))
Congrats on finishing your exams, Mycroft.
And all three of you have fun whale inspecting and clothes shopping tomorrow!
...Bietola is Italian for Chard. I've just got no idea why I typed it then.
Gregorio, brother dearest, I'm certain that whatever happens at your wedding, as long as you're dressed in something that covers enough for you not to be arrested we will all be far too overcome with emotion to worry what it is.
Mycroft, well done with your exams. I hope you enjoy the holidays. You certainly seem to deserve them.
John, I hope you're braced for the school holidays! I'm glad your new job is going well. Is Sherlock staying with the same teacher next year, or does he have to get to know someone new?
I know Sis.
Might borrow John's kilt if he's so intent on not wearing it.
Might be a bit short though ;)
I'm sure you'd look dashing in John's kilt Greg even if it was a bit mini skirt like ;-)
Have a good day all of you :-)
Well... The whale is now on the lawn. Not the riverbank. Sherlock is grumpy. However, cake is cheering him up.
Nicky - he's still with Mrs N next year, thank goodness. We don't need the drama of a new teacher again so soon. It'll be great to have Mycroft home for the summer but as usual I have no idea how I'm going to entertain them both...
Do you have any plans for the summer yet?
He has been appeased by cake and a boat trip home :)
(Sherlock, not John)
I'm appeased as well.
It is a lot of fun :). They go bloody fast!
What kind of boat is it?
Did they move the whale so it wouldn't get mucky from the river or so that people could get closer to it when the tide came in?
I presume the whale couldn't he submerged, so it was only there for one low tide. I don't really know.
The boats are Thames clippers. Cats. And Sherlick got to see the police pier and all the sights from the river. It was nice. He wanted to spot a corpse though.
Thames Clippers! I found the website and those do look like fun. I think I'm going to have to add more days to my stay in London next summer, because I keep adding things I want to see and do. Thank you for that, by the way. But unlike Sherlock, I am not putting any corpses on the list. Except possibly Jeremy Bentham.
But Lestrade's been on that pier before and they've brought in bodies or he's gone out on the boats and I want to do that too!
You should go on a boat because they're fast and you see loads like bridges and the Tower of London and buildings and famous stuff and other boats.
Boat tours are the best tours, but then I grew up sailing so being on the water is like being home.
Those boats look amazing fun though.
I went on a Boston Duck Tour once. Those boats are not fast at all, but a boat that is also a car is always fun.
Duck tours aren't doing so well over here at the moment.
I was going to say, "Perhaps you need more entertaining tour guides," as the Boston ones are silly even by silly tour guide standards, but a google search informs me that remaining amphibious might be a more immediate problem. Glad nobody was hurt, though.
Exactly! :) And it's the second one that's sunk recently.
Sherlock has cocooned himself in a duvet. I'm waiting for him to hatch.
Why do I feel like a hatching Sherlock inevitably involves large amounts of glitter? ;)
I now have a mental image of a duvet cocoon exploding in a shower of glitter as Sherlock rises from the sparkly debris with his new wings
They were talking about invitations earlier and I said there should be glitter and John said 'We'll see' and Lestrade said 'Maybe' and I bet that was the sort of maybe and we'll see that means no even though it would be good.
You know, I'm really old and I still hate that kind of "we'll see"
Hope you have a good evening even though
Sherlock, I am certain that when you wish to invite people to celebrate something with you, you can have all the glitter you wish on the invitations.
At the moment, however, I'm sure John and Lestrade welcome your suggestions, but they are the ones who make the choices.
Cheers, Mycroft.
I hope you'll both come and see the place we've chosen, though, once you're back home with us.
I shall look forward to it.
I got a 'feel better soon' card from my little people today Sherlock and it was really lovely and made me smile until I opened it and got covered in glitter and those little foil table decoration things and had to get the hoover out and spend half an hour cleaning the living room. I love glitter but there really are some times when it just isn't the best idea ;-)
I'm glad you had fun on the river and I hope the rest of your day has been fun :-)
I now have a mental image of a duvet cocoon exploding in a shower of glitter as Sherlock rises from the sparkly debris with his new wings
This was pretty much my exact mental image.
Speaking of which, do Sherlock's glittery wings that he wore to Pride a year (or two?) ago still fit him? I'd guess not. What are you hatching into, Sherlock?
They sort of fit - would need larger bits to attach to him, I think. We tied them fairly tight, to survive him rushing about.
It's actually Pride next Saturday, if we can collect Mycroft in time and get back for it :)
Denver's Pride was a week or so ago. I have friends who go and love it, and friends who refuse to have anything to do with it (because Pride here is sponsored by several corporations, which some of my LGBTQ friends dislike, especially because one of the sponsors is owned by a politically active conservative Colorado family, one of whom ran for political office several years on, among other things, an anti-gay marriage platform). They organize and go to an alternative Pride instead. The more Prides the better, to me, and I think the "who gets to define our community" discussion that happens every year is a really good one to have.
Yeah, I think there are often problems when corporations get involved with things. But I do enjoy a day when I know I can go out there, with the people I consider to be my family, and know that I can hold my fiance's hand and kiss him in the street and no one will care :)
Well done them for doing something positive about their feelings.
Can't wait. :)
Even if we just pop along for a bit, it'd be nice.
Yeah. Maybe we can get lunch after or something. What time are we supposed to pick up Mycroft? Is it in the morning?
Well...our probable-wedding-venue-to-be does afternoon tea for Pride... could take the boys along and see how the place runs on a busy day?
Mycroft is 'anytime from 11' I think - usual massive bun-fight of chelsea tractors as hundred of teenagers all attempt to do all their packing as their parent's approach as well as say goodbye to each other and realise they've lost all their socks or leant their mate something they now desperately want back before the holidays etc. etc.
Not that Mycroft will do that.
That'd be lovely.
No, but everyone else will, which comes to the same thing. Plus dogs. At least we've got Anthea on our side.
Exactly.
Unless she's taken time off to buy herself a fascinator for the big day. :)
Aaaand, I'm off. At what point will I have been doing this job long enough to complain about late call outs? I don't think I'm there yet.
Look on the bright side - you get to be at home when you're not actually called, not stuck in a lonely office!
Take care. Love you.
True. And less paperwork.
I will. I love you too.
Less paperwork? I heard the lecture Sherlock gave you on correct log-book filling-in.
He'll want it in triplicate next...
I'll probably still be up with my mind scattered between invitation styles to suits...
Now I'm curious. What's a "chelsea tractor"?
Sherlock, I really like boats, and I'm even thinking about touring some of the world's great rivers by boat, so I'll make doubly sure to go on the river boats when I visit London.
I'm guessing it's an SUV - nothing makes a statement like a car you can't fimd parking space in a city for and that uses more fuel than strictly necessary...
Yes, the sort of vehicle that is designed to be able to go off road, never has a speck of dirt on it and is incapable of going part way up a low bank to let the school bus that is coming the other way get passed on a narrow country road.
Most of the ones around here never see a narrow country road, SH! And probably never get over 20mph. They take up too much road, they cause too much pollution and if they hit a pedestrian then they invariably do a lot of damage. Far more than a car.
(And I say this as someone who drives one, courtesy of Mrs H, on occasion!)
Well, they make sense to drive occasionally, if you're on an errand that requires enough space for a school semester's worth of luggage and dogs and boys, etc. We've got a car sharing company here and I've been known to pick the SUV. But it's nice to be able to pick something a lot smaller when all I need is groceries.
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