Bonus: This lovely Hungarian cover from the collection of Don Hobbs, owner of what is probably the biggest collection of Sherlock Holmes editions from all over the world, which you should definitely check out here and here
(and usually here on Sherlock Peoria, but I can’t seem to access it atm)
lit his pipe with an ember from the fireplace because he thought it looked cool
feel free to add to this
built a pillow fort in a client’s house
told a guy he was giving him secret government documents and then gave him a book about bees instead
told watson stories about his past solely to avoid cleaning his room
oh i almost forgot
decorated his room with pictures of famous criminals
Ordered a picnic for a pair of newlyweds
Was offended that Watson doesn’t praise his skills as a housekeeper
Waived his fee if his clients are too poor to pay him
Made hot chocolate to wake Watson up on a cold morning
Danced around and bowed to imaginary friends
‘Flushed up with pleasure’ when being praised
Wouldn’t explain how he comes to conclusions because he was worried Watson would think he is ordinary
Grabs Watson’s hand when he’s frightened
Let another puppy lead him on adventures.
WHERE ARE YALL GETTING THIS/1!!1!!!????!?
Leaped over furniture like a gazelle.
•Shook hands with a baby :,}
noticed watson looking sad and touching his old war wound and tried to cheer him up with some deductions about his sparkling eyes
deliberately knocked over a table, shattering a glass fruit bowl which sent fruit rolling everywhere, then blamed it on watson and ran away
was not surprised when a dog died after its owner died, due to the “beautiful, faithful nature of dogs”
sent watson a telegram telling him to come over at once so he could tell him his most recent thoughts about dogs and the importance of their emotions to detective work
told Watson anecdotes about his favorite violinist for an hour while they had lunch together
made a little diagram out of breadcrumbs while explaining something to Watson
Shared a room with watson in a house that had 11 bedrooms
Makes his client wait while he changes into slippers
Has a realistic dummy made of himself and uses it to fool a client
twice
in the same story
Let a jewel thief off one time because:
a, the thief cried
b, the case had been really easy & if the Yard couldn’t solve it then frankly fuck em
c, it was Christmas
And People ™ still think he was an unfeeling, cold man of reason. Honey that man probably slept with a fluffy stuffed bee.
Made a BIG drama about killing a jellyfish with a rock
I’ve been reading a little about Richard Lancelyn Green lately. He wrote the introductions and the annotations to all my Oxford World’s Classics editions of the Sherlock Holmes books, and I have learned a great deal from him. He was a preeminent Conan Doyle scholar, fought to make unreleased material available, and was open to the ideas of all Sherlockians, at a time when different factions were somewhat hostile to each other.
He was also a gay man. Lancelyn Green died in 2004 at the age of 50, under mysterious circumstances. His death was ruled a suicide, although some clues point to his having been murdered for meddling with the Conan Doyle archive.
The media picked up the story as a manifestation of a “curse” on the archive.
A lot of what we know (and what Gatiss and Moffat know) about Sherlock Holmes is owed to Lancelyn Green’s work; I think he would have been very proud of what Mofftiss are doing with Sherlock, and particularly of the ensuing resurgence of the Great Game. I wish he were here to see it.
Here are a couple of stories about his life and death. The New Yorker story is particularly good:
Part of me also wonders whether the heavy emphasis that Mofftiss put on conspiracy theories and surveillance might be a nod to Lancelyn Green. According to Mofftiss, conspiracy theorists are always right, and our heroes are being watched. No one believed Lancelyn Green, and whether or not he was murdered, that lack of faith definitely contributed to his death.
Tagging a few people who might find this interesting under the cut (I’m sure I’m forgetting several). Sorry if this covers any old ground, but I haven’t seen anyone write about this before.
I just realized that John already has the initial for “Holmes” in his name. John H. Watson. John Holmes Watson. Thank you grandad ACD
“And you must be Doctor John Watson, I presume?” “That’d be Doctor John H. Watson.”, I rectified, shaking the man’s hand.
I dared a playful glance at my companion. Holmes never failed to flush up with pleasure at my correction, and the queerly boastful way in which I always uttered it.
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