Awwww Watson in Afghanistan (with his mysteriously moving wound. Sorry, A. C. Doyle). I love how Watson is Always Prepared for such ventures. And how Holmes always isn't. "Disgustingly cheery" - oh I know those persons well. And they should all be shot. Sorry, A. C. Doyle (again).
I want to know what that package is!!! And why to the milkman? Who is he? A street urchin agent in disguise? Was it a Time-Turner? A box of owl treats??
And I'm so sorry but I couldn't help but see this - plus I want you to be acclaimed the world round without censure. So - typo: "into the hands an astounded milkman on his rounds" i.e., no 'of', which I am sure was there but stepped out for a pint and got detained on a larsony charge.
I love the Holmes leaping-out-and-doing-strange-things bit. Poor Watson, always kept in the dark.
Just what is that cabbie going to tell his lads about Holmes, eh? *suspicious* Though I guess one can glorify anyone with the right tone.
A wheezing Weaselby. Weaselby's Wheezing Whimseys. Oh yes. With the improbable titian hair. Brilliant.
And oh does he remind me of the White Rabbit or what?? The whole "hello we must be going" - love it. Weaselby's Wheezing White Rabbits, 10p.
Let me say that I love your scenery. Your descriptive powers are immense. The "warren of back rooms, storerooms and deserted offices," and then emerging into the daylight, was so clear in my mind that I felt I was there.
I like this back way onto Platform 9 3/4s, if that's what it is; makes sense that there'd be an easier way to get to it (sort of) instead of banging through a brick wall. Bet the brick wall business was done for security measures. Well, maybe. It didn't occur to me until I read that comment above that it was the Muggle way to go. Hmm. Does that mean that a Muggle would really bang into a brick column if attempting the way we know? Anyway that's neither here nor there. But it's curious.
And damn, Holmes! You sure told Weaselby. He'll be glad of his White Rabbit job after this.
I love how Watson wants to know why the school is called Hogwarts most of all. And Holmes with his Oh dear, must sleep now gambit - that Holmes!!
Ah, I love trains. This one in particular does not disappoint, at all. Once more your description works wonders, as does the "weak, watery sunshine." So much I can picture, so clear. Love it!
AND OH ANOTHER BROTHER! Oh, that's brilliant. BRILLIANT. This is going to be so good. Not that it wasn't already, but I can sink my teeth into a mysterious deceased brother. Yay!!
Typo: "Why, I could not even get into the next carriage along!" Figure you'd rather know than not know. Plus I do that kind of thing ALL the time and don't know why. I think my fingers & brain are playing tricks on me.
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Date: 2007-05-09 07:23 pm (UTC)"Disgustingly cheery" - oh I know those persons well. And they should all be shot. Sorry, A. C. Doyle (again).
I want to know what that package is!!! And why to the milkman? Who is he? A street urchin agent in disguise? Was it a Time-Turner? A box of owl treats??
And I'm so sorry but I couldn't help but see this - plus I want you to be acclaimed the world round without censure. So - typo:
"into the hands an astounded milkman on his rounds" i.e., no 'of', which I am sure was there but stepped out for a pint and got detained on a larsony charge.
I love the Holmes leaping-out-and-doing-strange-things bit. Poor Watson, always kept in the dark.
Just what is that cabbie going to tell his lads about Holmes, eh? *suspicious* Though I guess one can glorify anyone with the right tone.
A wheezing Weaselby. Weaselby's Wheezing Whimseys. Oh yes. With the improbable titian hair. Brilliant.
And oh does he remind me of the White Rabbit or what?? The whole "hello we must be going" - love it. Weaselby's Wheezing White Rabbits, 10p.
Let me say that I love your scenery. Your descriptive powers are immense. The "warren of back rooms, storerooms and deserted offices," and then emerging into the daylight, was so clear in my mind that I felt I was there.
I like this back way onto Platform 9 3/4s, if that's what it is; makes sense that there'd be an easier way to get to it (sort of) instead of banging through a brick wall. Bet the brick wall business was done for security measures. Well, maybe. It didn't occur to me until I read that comment above that it was the Muggle way to go. Hmm. Does that mean that a Muggle would really bang into a brick column if attempting the way we know? Anyway that's neither here nor there. But it's curious.
And damn, Holmes! You sure told Weaselby. He'll be glad of his White Rabbit job after this.
I love how Watson wants to know why the school is called Hogwarts most of all. And Holmes with his Oh dear, must sleep now gambit - that Holmes!!
Ah, I love trains. This one in particular does not disappoint, at all. Once more your description works wonders, as does the "weak, watery sunshine." So much I can picture, so clear. Love it!
AND OH ANOTHER BROTHER! Oh, that's brilliant. BRILLIANT. This is going to be so good. Not that it wasn't already, but I can sink my teeth into a mysterious deceased brother. Yay!!
Typo: "Why, I could not even get into the next carriage along!" Figure you'd rather know than not know. Plus I do that kind of thing ALL the time and don't know why. I think my fingers & brain are playing tricks on me.