I can imagine a tweed cloak, topped with a deer stalkers hat and a large mearsham pipe blowing clouds of smoke, with Dr Watson trotting along behind, trying to keep up and write his notes at the same time.
I can imagine a tweed cloak, topped with a deer stalkers hat and a large mearsham pipe blowing clouds of smoke, with Dr Watson trotting along behind, trying to keep up and write his notes at the same time.
That's exactly what I was imaging today through the haze of caffeine and Friday joy!