The following morning, as we were digesting a formidable breakfast of kidneys and bacon sent up by the admirable Mrs Hudson, Holmes was again amusing himself with his violin. After his usual discordant improvisation he [more…]
It was my friend’s custom every day after breakfast to peruse the newspapers and cut out any articles he found interesting, to preserve them in a scrapbook for future use. However, these excisions made the [more…]
The Archbishop’s housekeeper, who had been watching us from the edge of the room as we made the horrid discovery, was trembling and trying to restrain her tears. ‘Mrs Armitage,’ said Holmes, ‘we are depending [more…]
I do not think that the events I describe below can be published in my lifetime; indeed, for the good of the British state and the British public, it may be necessary to conceal them [more…]
We all looked into the vault, lit by the thin winter daylight seeping through the window behind us. Indeed there was no trace of anything but the pallet lying forlornly in the middle of the [more…]
During the many years I spent with my friend the famous consulting detective Sherlock Holmes I have had the privilege of publishing accounts of many of his cases, almost without exception triumphantly brought to a [more…]
It’s a tradition in the Catholic church that on Palm Sunday, the Sunday before Easter, worshippers are given little crosses made from palm leaves. They commemmorate Jesus’ entry into Jerusalem, when followers strewed palm leaves [more…]
The splendid Tachybaptus recently posted a recipe on this very blog for the ever-controversial quiche. “Real men eat quiche”, was the surprisingly strident assertion accompanying the article – a bold claim indeed. However, as it [more…]
Before the pencil Pens and ink have been in existence for a very long time, being used by the ancient Egyptians for writing and drawing on papyrus, a papery substance made by beating reeds flat. [more…]
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