Nothing Happens to Me

We’ve been harvesting at the allotment recently. I asked Sherlock to take pictures because my hands were muddy, and that is why we have one photo of the garlic and twenty blurry shots of bees. I should have known how that was going to end, really.
He also took a dead bee home to look at under his microscope so expect potential photos of a dead bee in extreme closeup if we can work out how to take pictures through the microscope....

Hello, all…it’s been a while, hasn’t it? I can’t remember if we’ve mentioned it, but I’ve been training for the London Marathon, which is coming up with slightly terrifying speed now. When I applied, I asked L if he wanted to do it with me, and he very...

I can't think of anything useful to say about anything that's happened recently. I don't know. We keep going. What else are we going to do?
So let's talk about milkweed instead. Actually, first, let's talk about blueberries. You may remember a few years ago, Sherlock was very excited over the concept of pink blueberries, but they never actually materialized on the plant. We had a few flowers...

Mycroft’s A level results have arrived. Sherlock has declared this an occasion for celebration, by which he means cake. He and Mrs Hudson are plotting, and he’s invited his mum to dinner. (By invited, I mean he rang her up and demanded that she come...