A Note From Sherlock: Like the DeSoto, Not Dead!

Dear Juliet

I suppose I'm going to get shouted at for that one. However I am indeed, like Sherlock, not dead. The CT scan was very good, the cardiology scan was good. I seem to have two old and small nodules somewhere in my left lung but they don't seem to be problematic.

Not a bad walk, pretty wet. Ducks still remember you.

I also found a way of archiving my old emails direct to the Dell so even if BT descends deep into the fiery pits of Hell (one can hope), all the important records will be preserved.

So I will be out there again shortly, looking down upon miscreants from the rooftops and bringing law to the lawless on the brute streets of Broseley, but it's not too long a night tonight.

Good luck with Toronto on the 30th, and at least it's not too long 'til Motor City...

And whatever you do, don't try to drive this car when you're there! Christine was a Plymouth Fury, but Spike's DeSoto Fireflite was from the same stable...

Give me downtown Bridgnorth any night!

She's Noteworthy, like you.

Love,

James