Sherlock 1x03 - The Great Game

I’ve been feeling like crap for the past few days so I haven’t felt like doing much. Even reading a book has seemed like too much of an effort when I can hardly manage to keep my eyes open for longer than half an hour at a time. Instead I’ve found myself sticking audio books on the mp3 player and dozing in and out of them. On the downside, it means I’ve missed huge chunks of them, but on the upside, who could complain about going to sleep and waking up again to the dulcet tones of gentlemen like David Tennant and Richard Armitage?

There is method in my madness.

( long ruminations on this week's Sherlock and some obvious parallels with another know-it-all who needs a companion )