Cranachan!! It’s less of a food and more of a dessert, actually, but it’s by far my favorite. I like mine with just a dribble more whiskey than most…
Oooh, but now I’ll have to make some!! I do hope John will like it. Sherlock isn’t nearly as impressed with my cooking for some reason.
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It’s actually gotten a bit quieter up there at night, believe it or not!! Before John came round, Sherlock would be banging about with who knows what or playing his violin at all hours of the night. (That’s not to say his violin playing isn’t lovely - most of the time, anyway.) Sometimes there were even explosions or gunshots. It was dreadful!!
John must have found a way to knock him right out somehow. I for one am grateful!! He was driving away tenants with his racket.
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OK, well I’m not sure why anyone would be curious about him - he was a dreadful man. I honestly couldn’t tell you anymore what I saw in him in the first place, but here you are:
The shorthand is that he was absolutely volatile, abusive and manipulative, and he’d gotten himself into trouble - serious trouble. Rather than own up to it, though, he got me dragged into it!! And that’s when dear Sherlock happened along and sorted things straight.
Let me tell you, I will never marry again!!