SHERLOCK HOLMES SUFFERS DETECTIVE’S BLOCK

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ETCHINGTON’S DEMISE

Inspector Lestrade: “Good God Watson, the pair of you took your bloody time getting here. You only live around the sodding corner. What kept you so long?”

Dr Watson: “The reason for our ‘brief’ delay I’ll have you know was that Holmes insisted he finish The Times crossword puzzle whilst sat in the little boy’s room waiting for a number two to exit the departure lounge. The poor chap was smoking away on his trademark extra-long Cherrywood pipe at the time. It got that smoky in such a confined space that he couldn’t locate the loo roll, then there was the kerfuffle with the locked door. He’s not been his usual self lately. Nevertheless, here we are. What pray have you got in store for us this day, Inspector Lestrade?”

Inspector Lestrade: “If you had any common-sense and used your eyes you’d see right there in front of you is a mutilated corpse. You dear Watson, will hopefully confirm the cause of death. In this instance even a dullard, pitiful quack like you might sign this off as a murder and be on your way.”

Dr Watson: “Don’t be so beastly, Inspector Lestrade. You’re always beastly to me…Sherlock, isn’t that the truth?”

Sherlock Holmes: “Fuck knows.”

Dr Watson: “The fact is Lestrade, that the entirely naked bloodied, disfigured corpse is that of none other than my old chum, Lord Etchington…who, I might add has never ever, ever, ever been beastly toward me. That said, you advise the poor chap was found here in his study by the recently pregnant, buxom, maidservant by the name of Alison who has been working out the last few days of her employment since being given her marching orders? I note that his hands and feet have been brutally severed and thereafter thrown from the window onto the courtyard below where the family Dobermans spotted them and have since been noshing away like billyo. Additionally, I observe 74 deep stab wounds about his torso and groin. Stuffed between his buttocks is the calling card of a female named Alison…what a strange coincidence she has the exact same name as the maid, still never mind, it’s just one of those things…with a note penned thereon which reads, ‘I DID IT.’  Given that a note was left I am of the strong opinion that the demise of Etchington must…simply must…have been a suicide? After all, a penned note left behind is somewhat stereotypical in matters where one has taken one’s own life. There, the issue at hand…well not so much ‘hand’ more a ‘torso’…has been resolved.”

Inspector Lestrade: “God give me strength. You’re about as much use as a eunuch in brothel, Watson. In short you’re a complete twat of the first order of twats.”

Dr Watson: “Sherlock, he’s doing it again. Tell him not to be so beastly. Tell him what you think…please Sherlock, please express what you think of my professional analysis.”

Sherlock Holmes: “Fucked if I know.”

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32 thoughts on “SHERLOCK HOLMES SUFFERS DETECTIVE’S BLOCK

    1. I thought it about time I gave Watson another outing. Certainly the old Holmes tales were better told my this pairing, yet why, oh why do these top notchfictional detectives have an idiot as the preferred chum? Poirot is much the same in that regard…in fact I’d like to see Hasting and Watson work together. That would make fine comedy methinks.

      1. I’ve never read the books I have to confess. Aside from Nesbo I’ve never really gone for the crime genre. Shirl is an avid reader of crime and what she says is exactly what you’ve just said. What I can say is that those ‘old, old’ movies are always worth watching. I know it’s a different genre, more mystery/romance yet we watched Casablanca for the umpteenth time the other night and, to this day, is in my top three favourite films ever.

    1. My dear wife often says ‘Absurd’ is my middle name, although personally I’d take it as a first forename…’Absurd Steeden’ has a certain fell about it! My thanks, The Old Fool

    1. Why is it, in film and TV recreations of murder/mystery fiction that hugely intelligent detectives have, as a chum and assistant, a fuckwit? The concept leaves me baffled, hence this skit.

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