Hi, Sherlock. How're things?

Sorry, I'll have to make it a shortish visit this time. I don't want to catch pneumonia in this damned rain. Had that once, actually. Not pleasant.

It's been raining like this all week, just solid, heavy rain. I borrowed this umbrella from Mrs Hudson, mine's gone missing.

Oh, Mrs Hudson's sick! She's ben in bed for a couple of days now. I've been to see her a couple of time a day, and Marie from next door visits her all the time. Her lodgers also popped in once or twice, to see how she's doing. She's getting better, but she's bored.

I'm going to pick up a cake on the way home, and drop it in to her. What flavour do you think she'd like. Chocolate? Carrot? How about that nice banana one with lemon icing? Yeah, I'll get that one.

She'll like that. It's nice to do something for her, when she's been doing so much for me these past few weeks. Give something back to her. Other than fixing her phone, that is.

Wow, that rain's getting really heavy now. I should really go, before I catch my death. Oh dear, now I'm sounding like an old lady.

Bye then.