It seems I have been a bit lax in communicating with the 'outside world' for some time. My apologies. I had misplaced my computer for a number of days. ...Well, I was aware of its location, but it was buried beneath approximately twenty pounds of dried bamboo, and I did not see a reason to move it at the time.
Things truly are becoming terribly dull, if I am resorting to conversation as a means of self-entertainm
On a related note, does anyone have need of some bamboo?
I have not seen you in a couple of days, Watson. This is most abnormal, given the recent patterns. I trust nothing is amiss?
Shall I send Lestrade to check on you?
Further, would it be terribly upsetting if I were to suggest installing solar panels on the roof? I had intended to simply do it, but I thought perhaps you may object, given
It is good to have you back, Watson.
[Rose, Florence, & Harry]
Would you happen to be aware of John's current state of well-being?