The personal Tumblr-Blog of Dr. John H. Watson

I am an experienced medical doctor recently returned from Afghanistan.

[mr-watson]

John Watson: As a doctor, I’m perfectly aware of the importance of wearing a helmet on a bike. And yet, guess who’s managed to leave his bloody helmet at home. Again.

[mr-watson]

John Watson: Two coffees and a cuppa later, and I’m still exhausted.

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John Watson: I had an American patient today. Everything was normal until the very end, when he just had to pull a classic Yank move: asking for a ‘bo'ohw'o'wa'er’ and trying to mock my accent. It worked. I’m done for the day.

[gitalock]

wanted to do the twitter thing so bad but i didn’t like how the whole piece turned out. not sure this is the style i’m aiming for!

sherlock was supposed to ask “not good?” after this

[mr-watson]

John Watson: Why do people always discuss their relationship problems on the phone while on the train? Matthew, stop drinking! If you’re drunk every day, your girlfriend is going to leave you. Sorry, mate, even her parents don’t like you.

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John Watson: Bought a pair of jeans, right. Unisex. Supposedly. Go to put my phone in my pocket; doesn’t fit. And I thought, bloody hell, who lets them get away with this? Men’s trousers? You can fit your wallet, phone, car keys, bottle of scotch if you are so inclined. Women’s trousers? Forget about it. I don’t know why they went to the effort to pretend it has pockets other than to spite me personally.

[lokijiro]

[mr-watson]

I think this could be true.

[mr-watson]

John Watson: Sherlock's parents have invited us for a BBQ. The weather’s finally cleared up, so it should be a decent afternoon: just sitting in the garden with some good food and a cold beer.

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John Watson: Sherlock asked if I can actually sleep after a late-night coffee. Yes, I can. Provided he doesn't wake me up with one of his sudden antics.

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John Watson: Only ninety minutes into my day, and the headache has already set in. Sherlock’s currently performing his best impression of a wild animal throughout the flat.

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John Watson: Have you not had enough sleep? You are acting insane, Sherlock! It is frightening!

[mr-watson]

John Watson: A bomb on our doorstep? Yeah. Of course. Splendid!

[mr-watson]

John Watson: A young couple, dressed in those 'fashionable' sweat suits, eyed an older man amusedly. He was wearing a full suit with a cravat. You get looks when you dress nicely. Ironic, isn't it? I'm pretty sure they smirked at me too.

[mr-watson]

John Watson: Happy Easter to you! Enjoy this day. Sunday is a great day to stick your nose into a good book or a magazine while having a cuppa.

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John Watson: A week ago, I told Sherlock my theory on a case. He dismissed it out of hand. Now, all of a sudden, he’s come up with the identical idea, and naturally it’s the most inspired thought he’s ever had.

[mr-watson]

John Watson: I really need a cuppa now! Without it, I won't work any more today!

[mr-watson]

John Watson: London weather is currently doing it's best to kill me.

• Morning: Absolute freezing. Hands like ice, huddled into a warm coat.

• Midday: Glorious sunshine. Risking a sunburn while looking like an idiot carrying a heavy coat around.

• Evening: Pouring rain. Bitterly regretting turning the off the heating. Currently huddled under a blanket.

Sherlock, of course, hasn't noticed any of it. He’s been in the flat all day. Probably didn't even notice the sun came out.