My dash is entirely Sherlock
With a smattering of Doctor Who.
I appear to be conversing with my friends almost entirely in Sherlock quotes.
I may have ran at the magazine aisle squealing when I saw the Radio Times had Cumberlord and Freeman’s face on it.
Mum: “hmm do we need Jam?”
Me: “YES I NEED JAM FOR SHERLOCK … oooh cookies”
The combination of new Sherlock and lawts of revision I have to do is rapidly making me go a little more crazy than usual.
Send help. Send jumpers. Or even better … Jampers. JUMPERS MADE OF JAM.