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.