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June 18^th, 2015

The Engagement Party!

Hello, everyone! Sorry I haven’t posted in a few weeks. It’s been really hectic; between solving cases, planning for Mycroft and Lestrade’s wedding – best man has a lot of duties, you know! – and wiping Sherlock’s chin after meal times, I haven’t had much time to just sit and blog like I used to. I’m going to try to get back into it. Summer’s usually a pretty quiet period for cases, so we’ll see.

Anyway, just checking in really. It’s Mycroft and Lestrade’s engagement party tonight, so I’m excited about that. It’s being held at a really swanky hotel in the centre of London, of course. I’m expecting the waitresses to be wearing goldleaf aprons and everything. Sherlock’s already there, helping set things up. I’m really proud of him for that, actually. He can be a massive child sometimes – I admit, there are times when I’ve found myself walking down the baby aisle at Tesco and I actually look at the nappies and think to myself ‘I should probably get some of these’, but so far I’ve resisted – but when it comes down to it, I think he really does have his brother’s best interests at heart, and Lestrade’s by proxy.

I don’t know. It just all seems to be going pretty well lately. And no-one’s died trying to plan the wedding yet, so that’s a plus. I don’t know how I’d work that into my best man’s speech.

I’ll probably update you all tomorrow on how the engagement party went. I have to go and get changed now. Imagine if I turned up in my old checkered shirt and a cardigan? Mycroft would have my guts for garters, and he’d probably wear them at the wedding as some kind of symbolic gesture. Oo-err.

100 comments

Have fun! I’m terribly sorry that I couldn’t be there, boys, but you know how it is with my hip. Don’t forget to take the cakes I made, John. They’re vegan, because I remember you told me something about Mycroft being on some sort of diet, which is just silly in my opinion because that boy is like a rake, don’t you know. This is Mrs Hudson, by the way.

Marie Turner, June 18^th, 15:54

I won’t forget, Mrs Hudson! Red tin, bottom shelf, right?

John Watson, June 18^th, 16:03

Yes, dear. Make sure you don’t take the blue one as they’re my herbal soothers – Mrs Hudson

Marie Turner, June 18^th, 16:07

Herbal soothers? Think we’ve been drug busting the wrong flat…

Sally Donovan, June 18^th, 17:23

It’s fine, Sally. I had one myself once when my leg was a bit dodgy and it was fine

Lestrade, June 18^th, 17:47

Lestrade! Shouldn’t you be mingling with the guests or something?

John Watson, June 18^th, 18:01

I probably should be, yeah, but I’m a bit busy at the mo

Lestrade, June 18^th, 18:13

Mycroft’s gone a bit… funny

Lestrade, June 18^th, 18:14

Funny? What do you mean? Is he wandering around telling knock knock jokes?

John Watson, June 18^th, 18:16

I bloody wish! Nothing like that. He’s sort of… well. At the moment he’s lying face down on the hotel carpet in our room, telling it that he’s sorry it’s come to this and in another life they could have worked out

Lestrade June 18^th, 18:21

Bloody hell, mate. Give me ten minutes, I’ll be up to help you sort it out.

John Watson, June 18^th, 18:24

No, no, it’ll be fine. Probably just nerves, you know? I’ll give him a bit, see if he calms down. Thanks though

Lestrade, June 18^th, 18:26

All right, if you’re sure! Sherlock’s just turned up, by the way. Do you know where he went? Thought he was here earlier.

John Watson, June 18^th, 18:29

I can feel your concern radiating from the other side of the room, John. Stop it, it’s most disconcerting. If you must know, I was in the kitchen.

Sherlock Holmes, June 18^th, 18:31

Blimey, I always forget that anyone can comment here. Probably because no-one ever does. Why were you in the kitchen?

John Watson, June 18^th, 18:34

I was hungry, of course. The chefs threw me out. Apparently it’s not their duty to cook me a steak before the main meal. It’s dinnertime, John. What’s a man to do? We are slaves to our stomachs!

Sherlock Holmes, June 18^th, 18:36

You’re not! You hardly ever eat. You have a diet that makes an anorexic look greedy. Why the hell do you want a steak? That’s not even on the menu!

John Watson, June 18^th, 18:37

Exactly, John. Exactly.

Sherlock Holmes, June 18^th, 18:38

Hhehehewhehehe i shodl have pujt stake on the meeenu

Mycroft Holmes, June 18^th, 18:44

Mycroft, are you all right??

John Watson, June 18^th, 18:46

dnt you raise your TWO QUSTION MASRKS ATE MEE mre john watson1!!!! i ammm thae bride!!!!1

Mycroft Holmes, June 18^th, 18:48

Oh, Jesus fucking Christ, son of Mary. Sorry, John. I thought I’d confiscated his phone but apparently he keeps a spare. No idea where, seeing as he’s currently in his pants.

Lestrade, June 18^th, 18:50

And I shouldn’t have said that. Bugger. John, we may be late to dinner.

Lestrade, June 18^th, 18:51

What the… I have been reading this casually in my flat, with a biscuit in one hand, but that last remark from Mycroft has necessitated a more engaged response. Folks of Scotland Yard, if you’d like to meet me in the evidence room in half an hour, I believe this could be a genuine replacement for our weekly film evening (which has had to be postponed this week as Anderson broke the projector with his enormous stupidity)

Sally Donovan, June 18^th, 18:52

Oh, brother dear. I am moved almost to tears by this shocking display of disregard for your duties, both as a husband and as a man. If only mummy were here…

Sherlock Holmes, June 18^th, 18:54

Shut up, Sherlock. Something’s wrong with Mycroft.

John Watson, June 18^th, 18:57

Well, John. It seems like we have a lot more in common that we initially realised, now that both our siblings are apparently alcoholics.

Sherlock Holmes, June 18^th, 18:59

OI!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Harry Watson, June 18^th, 19:04

Sherlock, not now, yeah? Just… go and help your brother. Please.

John Watson, June 18^th, 19:06

Fine. He’s past help, though, and he doesn’t want it anyway.

Sherlock Holmes, June 18^th, 19:07

i amm note an lahcolic!!! !not evenio drunkl i onliy had oneee glase onf champagne!!!<

Mycroft Holmes, June 18^th, 19:11

Sir, how many phones do you have on your person? I’m only authorised to allow you to carry three.

Anthea?, June 18^th, 19:13

that for mee to knw and gregg to find iout!!!!!

Mycroft Holmes, June 18^th, 19:15

Five so far. Bugger

Lestrade, June 18^th, 19:17

yess pleasse¬!

Mycroft Holmes, June 18^th, 19:20

Six

Lestrade, June 18^th, 19:22

SHERLOCK OLIVIER HOLMES I AM GOING TO MURDER YOU SO HARD THAT YOU DIE A DEATH AND ARE KILLED. COME DOWNSTAIRS RIGHT NOW. RIGHT. NOW.

John Watson, June 18^th, 19:24

We here at Scotland Yard had a sweepstake on Freak’s middle name. Duncan from forensics put a tenner on it being Oliver. Does he still win?

Sally Donovan, June 18^th, 19:26

If the prize is that he gets to murder Sherlock Holmes, then no. That’s my job. GET DOWN HERE, SHERLOCK, OR SO HELP ME I WILL COME LOOKING FOR YOU AND I KNOW TWENTY WAYS TO KILL A MAN WITH MY FACE.

John Watson, June 18^th, 19:30

It was a fruit cake, but wow. OK

Anderson, June 18^th, 19:32

I am hiding in a secure location. You won’t find me. I take it you did, however, find something else. Ah. Well. I can explain that.

Sherlock Holmes, June 18^th, 19:35

Oh please, Sherlock, do explain to me why there are five empty cans of White Lightning in your coat jacket? You wouldn’t drink the stuff; it’s been out of date for six years, for a start, and it’s more alcoholic than bloody embalming fluid. It wouldn’t have somehow found its way into Mycroft’s one glass of champagne, would it?

John Watson, June 18^th, 19:41

Come on, John. Not even I as a world renowned genius could fit five cans of cider into one champagne flute.

Sherlock Holmes, June 18^th, 19:42

This? This is too far. We are having words. Now. In private.

John Watson, June 18^th, 19:50

noooooooooooo bea hapy jon!! im hapy!!!!!!!!! so hapy becus greg is nakd oo

Mycroft Holmes, June 18^th, 19:56

No I’m bloody not

Lestrade, June 18^th, 19:59

oh no itt was apilow

Mycroft Holmes, June 18^th, 20:02

it fellt a lt liiiek skin thuouug grerggory

Mycroft Holmes, June 18^th, 20:05

yr skiiiiiien iss sos soft

Mycroft Holmes, June 18^th, 20:10

Stop, please, before I have to ask Molly to fetch me an artificial respirator.

Sally Donovan, June 18^th, 20:16

Make it ten, I don’t think anyone in the evidence room is capable of unassisted breathing right now.

Sally Donovan, June 18^th, 20:20

hi sally, unfortunately that would be a huge breach of trust and also very against the law, but i could bring you down some cherry pie and some paper bags to breathe into xxx

Molly Hooper, June 18^th, 20:23

aahahah chery pei!!!!!

John Watson, June 18^th, 20:34

itst funy becauese i don’t knoaw whyu ut it is!!!!!!! hahahahahaHAHAHA

John Watson, June 18^th, 20:40

i aaaaam laughign somuch

John Watson, June 18^th, 20:45

I don’t know what’s happening any more. Is everyone OK? John?

Mike Stamford, June 18^th, 20:51

WE ARE ALL VERY OK!!! I DID NOT KNOW CHAMPAGE WAWS SO STRONG WOOPS

Lestrade, June 18^th, 20:54

you’#rew strong gregroryyyyyyyy **

Mycroft Holmes, June 18^th, 20:59

aadn me!

John Watson, June 18^th, 21:01

 John? Is everyone all right??

Mike Stamford, June 18^th, 21:32

I’m worried, too. I’ve seen John drunk and it’s not a pretty sight, lol!

Bill Murray, June 18^th, 22:14

he is such a hypocrate! john that is not nice >:(

Harry Watson, June 18^th, 22:53

john? do you need me to pick you guys up? xx

Molly Hooper, June 18^th, 22:59

no, ok xx

Molly Hooper, June 18^th, 23:17

We should call someone. Someone who can get video evidence and knows how to work Youtube.

Sally Donovan, June 18^th, 23:26

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Harry Watson, June 19^th, 00:57

I hope you’re not all dead.

Sally Donovan, June 19^th, 01:41

Oh God. Ohhhhh God.

John Watson, June 19^th, 12:34

JOHN WHAT HAPPENED?! WE WERE WORRIED SICK!!!!! I CALLED YOU! THREE TIMES!!

Harry Watson, June 19^th, 12:41

We weren’t all worried. I’d like for you to note that down.

Sally Donovan, June 19^th, 12:50

Five cans of White Lightning. Four were still full. There were four of us. I don’t want to talk about it.

John Watson, June 19^th, 12:54

I want to crawl into a dark hole and die.

John Watson, June 19^th, 13:05

I have seen things that no man should ever see

Lestrade, June 19^th, 13:15

How do I explain to my kids the hollow shell of a man their dad has become?

Lestrade, June 19^th, 13:26

And this is why I always chose cocaine over alcohol. John, my shirt appears to be stained with vomit.

Sherlock Holmes, June 19^th, 13:34

It is. So’s mine. And my pants. And my face.

John Watson, June 19^th, 14:02

I’m going to blow up France.

Mycroft Holmes, June 19^th, 14:23

Don’t blame France for this. You drunkenly commandeered a private jet to take us on a pub crawl around Normandy at half eleven!

John Watson, June 19^th, 15:01

Sir, I have had to ensure that your request to plant explosive devices on the Eiffel Tower has been rejected.

Anthea?, June 19^th, 15:06

Best non-stag stag night ever

Lestrade, June 19^th, 16:07

Even though I’ll never be able to look in the mirror again, knowing the things I’ve done

Lestrade, June 19^th, 16:11

Next blog post, John? ;)

Bill Murray, June 19^th, 16:43

Not bloody likely, mate. And about our trip to the pub today…

John Watson, June 19^th, 17:06

Already cancelled.

Bill Murray, June 19^th, 17:11

John, why is there a used condom stuck to my shoe? It’s full of jam rather than semen.

Sherlock Holmes, June 19^th, 17:14

OMG

Sally Donovan, June 19^th, 17:29

What happens in Normandy stays in Normandy. Let’s never speak of this again.

John Watson, June 19^th, 17:32

I don’t think I can speak. I think I’m catatonic

Lestrade, June 19^th, 18:09

Sir, no matter how many requests to blow up our dear French neighbours you may make, I’m going to have to ensure they are not successful. Many apologies. I’ll send a bottle of champagne to make up for it.

Anthea?, June 19^th, 18:12

NO

Mycroft Holmes, June 19^th, 18:16

Send Paracetamol and series 2 of Gilmore Girls.

Mycroft Holmes, June 19^th, 18:20

Immediately, please.

Mycroft Holmes, June 19^th, 18:21

On its way now, sir.

Anthea?, June 19^th, 18:23

So, what are your plans for the actual stag do?

Sally Donovan, June 19^th, 18:33

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Lestrade, June 19^th, 18:41

I think you broke Lestrade.

John Watson, June 19^th, 18:44

Probably for the best. No man should have to live with the things he’s seen.

Sherlock Holmes, June 19^th, 18:46

What DID he see, exactly?

John Watson, June 19^th, 18:49

John, what happens in Normandy stays in Normandy, remember? Now come and sit next to me with that soup, it smells pleasant enough.

Sherlock Holmes, June 19^th, 18:51

I think I prefer series 3.

Mycroft Holmes, June 19^th, 19:02