Apparently talking lots during meal times makes your kids more confident. We don't have a problem with that. Although sometimes a problem with not talking with full mouths...
Private Detectives are finally going to be regulated - although I'm unsure if it will work. But still, a step in the right direction? Maybe?
And people who are suspected of domestic violence are going to be banned from owning firearms. Excellent, in my view. A whole raft of new measures are being brought in to help the police either refuse rights to own guns, or remove guns already owned, if evidence/report of domestic violence come to light. As well as to privately interview other family members about the person' suitability to own a firearm. About bloody time.
On the subject of rules and regulations, here's one John found:
...yes.
Here's a picture of mine from yesterday. This isn't a problem we usually have when casting footprints, but my poor SOCO yesterday was having a nightmare!
(And no, it wasn't at Sherlock's school. Although I've perhaps foolishly promised Sherlock we can cast our mouths sometime... foolish because I bloody hate that stuff! But...well, he asked nicely. I'll see if Danger wants to volunteer instead. Probably not the first time he's had a large amount of something pink going hard in his mouth... ;) )
The boys made us breakfast this morning, and let us have a lie in. I needed it - at some point last night I'd managed to get the sheet we sleep under tucked around my face, and when John rolled over and it tightened I woke up with a massive adrenalin surge. Which woke him up. We both laughed about it... once we'd both got over our respective shocks!
Then we headed off to swim. Sherlock is determined to master every major stroke before next term.
We've done a bit of allotmenteering, tidied the flat a bit, walked the dogs, baked biscuits and eaten big baked potatoes!
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You sound like you've had a lovely day :-) I'm glad your holiday from work has started so well :-D
it really has been amazing - all the better for knowing there's three more to come!
I think Johnny has something up his sleeve...
After the discussion last night, I'm surprised that breakfast in bed wasn't ice cream. For Sherlock to share.
Those are some very curious looking chickens.
I think Mycroft was rather in charge of the whole enterprise.
you mean they look curious, or they are looking curiously? Or both.
They're rather threadbare.
Probably just as well.
I meant they were looking curiously at your footprint. I don't really have enough experience with chickens to know whether they looked curious in the sense of odd or not, although, yes, they do look a little worn.
So... You're free tomorrow night?
They wanted to eat the alginate. The Soco kept trying to shoo them, but they formed a pincer attack.
You ever had a dental cast?
And tomorrow...let me see...just checking my diary...sorry, got a date with Daniel Craig tomorrow. Could fit you in next Tuesday?
Does it taste good to chickens, or are they just dim?
I have. It wasn't a particularly pleasant experience, but you and Sherlock can experiment on me if you want to.
Oh, I guess I'll have to go out by myself then. Couldn't make you cancel on Daniel Craig...
Well...you could come too? He might get called away, to save the world with a voice-over, or urgently required to cut a ribbon or something...
I'm fairly sure chicken are just dim.
I'm about 99% sure Sherlock will want to cast all of us. I just remember it being like having a mouthful of cold sick slowly solidifying.
Why they give it a fake mint taste I'll never know - it doesn't make it any better!
I could… Say around six or seven tomorrow?
Who knows, chickens eat a lot of things that I wouldn't eat.
If Mycroft lets him do it, he'll be going above and beyond the call of brotherhood.
I'm fairly sure that sometimes Mycroft feels like not changing his name, moving to another country and re-engineering his own DNA is going above the call of brotherhood :)
Six or seven tomorrow sounds perfect... did you have a destination in mind that I should let Daniel know about?
Point…
No, just tell him we'll have to pick him up on the way. :)
oh yes? On the bikes? Or we going via public transport? Chauffeur driven limo? Helicopter? Aston Martin?
On the bikes. On one bike, actually. Come to think of it, there won't really be enough room for him…
I'll let him down gently.
You do realise you're far too good for me, don't you? Taking me out, planning things...all sorts.
Not too good at all. Maybe just good enough. :)
No maybe about it :)
Sherlock has just said I have to go on my date with him before you and I are married, or it isn't right. Like it wasn't right for me to go out with you at first.
He doesn't want to date a married man? I think Murray also want a date with you before the wedding, by the way.
No, he doesn't.
Between you, Daniel Craig, Sherlock and Murray I've no idea how I'll fit you all in! Not used to playing the field ;) I shall be worn out before you get me down the aisle...
I'd say you can have a rest afterward, but I'm afraid I can't really promise that…
Ha! I should hope not!
You know...honeymoon we haven't exactly worked out yet. First night is sorted, but...
Although I know Sherlock is planning on smuggling himself in our luggage. And then probably loudly complaining about the excessive amount of soppiness...
Maybe as the wedding approaches and the levels of soppiness go up, it'll be easier to convince him to stay home…
Maybe :)
On a completely unrelated-to-any-wedding-plans-or-honeymooning note... how do you get your penis trapped in a toaster?
(Not meaning you YOU...just the general 'you, any of you who own a penis'...)
I'm afraid to hear the answer to this question…
you'll be living in fear a while then...I don't know the answer.
London Fire Brigade put this out, to encourage people to think a little more, and call them out for silly things a little less:
http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-england-london-23490859
How can they mention that somebody got his penis stuck in a toaster and not offer any explanation? Also, to be fair, if that happened me calling 999 would probably at least cross my mind.
I have no idea how you'd get your penis stuck in toaster... but I'm intrigued as to why anyone would put their penis in a toaster in the first place, let alone get it stuck there. I would have thought toasted penis would sting a bit... not to mention the smell of singed penis wouldn't be attractive, would it?
I'm going to stop saying penis now.
Murray wants a date with Lestrade? Bloody hell, have you turned him? ;-p
Ha! I don't know whether to be more amused or worried! The boy with his head stuck in a tambourine gave me a giggle...and as they don't specify his age I'm enjoying imagining a surly teenager ;)
having met a vast number off 999 personnel... I'd call my local electrician or something. :)
I just...I mean...surely if it goes in, it can come out, right?? It's not like a toaster is designed to hang onto things - it's designed to return them to you, lightly cooked!
Anyway, let's not dwell on it. Bed?
By all means, bed. Otherwise I'm just going to sit here coming up with more reasons why someone might want to put their penis in a toaster.
Nameless – well, he is extraordinarily attractive! But I think Murray just wants to...check him out more thoroughly. That didn't make it sound any less like an actual date, did it?
Nameless - What can I say? I'll probably be on posters stuck on the wall of every sentry hut to every army base "Do not let this man in, or we'll have the campest camp that ever there was!"
I trust Murray, as a medical professional, to check me out exceedingly thoroughly. I'm sure I've heard nurses are better than doctors in that respect... really dig deep. but very caring. Get right to the bottom of things, lots of prodding and poking and bodily fluids...
Anon - I have little doubt that we will end up having to have a few things removed from Sherlock, over the years. But nothing so undignified as a tambourine on his head. Probably a gas syringe from up his nose, or a DNA swab kit from in his ear or something.
"Interrogate" sounds too much the opposite direction from "date", I suppose... :)
And Sherlock does have a point about his date!
I work at a small surgery, and a lot times we have kids come in with things stuck in their ears. I've heard of everything from rocks to toy cars. I just want to ask, "WHY?" I mean, why would you put something like that in your body?
I can't even imagine the thought process that would go into sticking your penis into a toaster. I can't even bring myself to put in my fingers in to dig out the toast when it won't pop.
I hope you all have a restful night!
My uncle had to go to the ER with a moth in his ear, Pip. Have you ever had one of those come in?
Aaand, I know you're all asleep, but I couldn't resist passing this along. A way to combine Mycroft and Sherlock's hobbies: A cake of the planet Jupiter!
http://cakecrumbs.me/2013/07/24/jupiter-structural-layer-cake/
*looks at cake* Whoa!
Not a moth, RSF, but we have had a few spiders and some type of beetle. Honestly, I shudder when I think of it, because that kind of thing would have me trying to claw my ear off. Ick!
I'm almost starting to feel sorry for Murray now - does he have any idea what he's letting himself in for?
(It's very sweet that he wants to check out his mate's prospective spouse, though; quaint, almost :-p)
I'm wondering if he'll check my teeth and have me turn my head and cough... or if he'll delve deep into my soul... both? From both ends? ;)
It's such a glorious day I think we're going to head off on an adventure!
Adventures are excellent! (Where's this one at? :))
I'm glad you have weather fit for an adventure :-)
Yeah, it's glorious.
Down by the river, eating. Tying to stop the dogs having a swim.
Also trrying to sort out work, where one of my officers realised she knows some people involved in a case.
That sounds wonderful, apart from the last bit obviously, I hope that's easily sorted and doesn't eat into your holiday time :-)
It is. Just have to juggle officers on and off cases. Worst nightmare, realising you know the victim, or in this case, the whole family. You dread it. Luckily doesn't happen often.
Now trying to stop the dogs and Sherlock from swimming...
It's an uphill battle...
It is at least socially acceptable to collar and leash dogs...
And were you successful? :)
(A riverside picnic...wonderful! So much to see!)
Hottest day of the year. Being outside was like having an industrial heater blowing in your face. But lovely to be spending it with my boys :)
You know what's unfair? When the weather app on your phone tells you that the high for the day is lower than the current temperature.
Oh, YEAH! (Or when it says the low for the day is higher than the current temperature, in winter.)
It is unfair. Now, I'm washed, dressed (sweating again) and ready for our date!
(Can't believe I'm not allowed my shorts and flip flops).
Take me away!
Brilliant :) I hope you like it!
We've arrived. John has produced a bag from his panniers... I am beginning to suspect this is more than dinner.
(Side note: When you say panniers, what I see in my mind's eye is this. :D)
Have a lovely time!
Hope you all have a good evening!
Saw this and immediately thought of you guys. :)
http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-2378631/Meet-Ippo-Zonkey-Rare-foal-born-zebra-climbed-fence-mate-endangered-donkey.html
RR, I'm so glad you said that because it means I'm not the only one.
To be fair, you probably COULD put stuff inside those.
You could probably fit a small pack animal under some of those!
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