Avid fans, the previous case has finally come to a close after being led further* than we had initially anticipated. Ultimately a predictable trail. * Location undisclosed for legal reasons. Blame Mycroft.

It seems John no longer updates his blog. At least all original posts remain, and frankly, they're hilariously fruitless enough. John, if you're reading this which I know you are, do better.

Speaking of national shortages, ladies and gentlemen, I present to you the problem.

URGENT. Loyal fans, a supply of fish and chips is imperative... to an ongoing case. Required immediately. Yes, I asked John first.

"Is this the work of a notorious jewellery thief, Mr. Holmes?"

[Text message. To: Molly-iatus.] Need a hand. Or two. Still in? SH

I don't have the time, nor the energy, for niceties.

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It's almost as if she deems me a nuisance. Annoying, even.

When Sherlock 'forgets' to tidy the lab equipment up after himself.

I'm still annoyed with him, by the way. #Sherlock

Dilutional hyponatremia. It's safe to say, things weren't going /swimmingly/ at all for Mr. Briggs in the end. AHA! Ha! Do you get it?

Two homicides, fresh in. #OhWhatABeautifulMorning

That sounded like they were just dropping by! I meant in body bags, obviously.

What exactly is the point in a forensic pathologist if they refuse to provide me with body parts?

I've just been informed that was insensitive.

Apparently.

I would kill every one of you present for the sake of a cigarette.