Sherlock

Sybille Smith and the Army doctor John Watson went out of the door of 221B Baker Street. They turned right toward to Baker strada, via station. John had promised to his sister Harry, short for Harriet that he will come on Boxing Day. This giorno was Boxing Day. Sybille accompaned him. She had no family anymore after a terrible road accident two years ago. Actually, she didn´t knew about her family drama and their furneral really, because she Lost her memories after a military truck driver drove over a land mine in Afghanistan where she was a anno ago. She jumped out of the truck in the very last moment...

John looked out of the window. He saw Mycroft Holmes on the street, withdrawing. Suddenly John´s cuore made a leap. On the other strada, via side was someone in a long dark coat, thick scarf and had dark hair. It wasn´t Sherlock, John´s first thought. It was his flatmate Sybille he mixed up her for a moment to his dead friend Sherlock Holmes. Sherlock´s brother Mycroft was already in his Jaguar. He couldn´t see her. The Squad team withdrawal vehicle da vehicle the busy Baker Street. Sybille stood on the other side of this strada, via and watched the happening like the other people who audienced...

I get an email informing me that Sherlock Holmes's cappotto is now available to buy. It's the one Benedict Cumberbatch modelled to excellent effect in the BBC series Sherlock; it's da Belstaff, it's called Milford and it costs £1,350, which is a hell of a lot of money. But then, it's a hell of a coat. Sharp, yet swishy. Dramatic. Dandy/manly. I really Amore that coat. I'd buy one for all my lovers, if I could afford to.

Admittedly, I could be somewhat influenced da the fact that I fancy the – well, the cappotto – off of Benedict Cumberbatch. My crush on him is vast, unlikely, and completely undeniable....