Icka observations

12:45 a.m., London. The room is dark. Mike is snoring away next to me as I chat with lorelaisquared. All of a sudden, a voice comes from the other side of the room.

Icka: Did you notice there's no bed in Watson's room?
Me: Yes.
Icka: But, there's one in Sherlock's.
Me: Yes.
Icka: That totally means they're sleeping together!
Me: ...

The conversation then continues on Icka's LJ.

And with that, have some photos of our trip to 221B Baker Street (part of the previous album.) There's also some photos of me wandering in the River Mersey at New Brighton.

From UK - July 2011