thepineapplering:

cupidford:

snippets from TPLoSH

The cab draws up in front of 221B. The front door opens

and MRS. HUDSON, a plump, motherly woman in her fifties,

wearing an apron, hurries down the steps. She greets

Holmes and Watson warmly as they alight. The cabbie starts to unload their luggage. As Holmes,

Watson and Mrs. Hudson proceed inside, CAMERA TRAVELS UP

THE FACADE OF THE BUILDING, past the number 221B, to the

bay window on the second floor.

MRS. HUDSON: I do wish you’d give me a little more

warning when you come home unexpected. I

would have roasted a goose – and had

some flowers for you. 

HOLMES: My dear Mrs. Hudson – criminals are as

unpredictable as head-colds. You never

quite know when you’re going to catch

one.

(later)

WATSON: Blame it on the illustrator.

Please let me breathe