Happy Birthday ML1! This is a little bit of nonsense just for you. And, take a look on Facebook where Jawn Bear has a special birthday message...
Sherlock is having one of his 'bored' days and John is going through the papers to see what he can find to cheer his friend up... and save the poor wall from further blasting...
"You seen the German athlete case, Sherlock?" John asked.
"Yeah, solved it!"
"Thought of telling anyone else?"
Sherlock reached idly for his phone but let his arm drop when it was an inch out of reach on the coffee table. "Nope!"
John sighed and, reaching over the table, pushed the phone an inch or two nearer before sitting down again in his chair. Sherlock opened one eye, then closed it languidly. John sighed again and pushed the whole coffee table towards him with his foot ... Sherlock looked again ...
"Oh, give it to me, you big girls' blouse!" John strode over, sweeping the phone up with a brisk movement and tapped a few keys, speaking in a superior telephone voice that would have been the envy of the 1950s BBC. "I have a Mr Sherlock Holmes on the line for the Chief Superintendent ... Yes, he'll hold."
Sherlock opened the languid eye and closed it again. When he heard the voice change on the other end of the line, he lethargically reached out a hand and took the phone. The conversation was short and incomprehensible - at least to John - something to do with a teaspoon, the red bishop in a chess game and fishing line. The Superintendent seemed to know what it was about and Sherlock said, "Sorted!" so something must have been.