Showing posts with label therapy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label therapy. Show all posts
Monday, 26 July 2010
Elementary dear Watson
So there’s a rather fabulous programme on BBC1 : Sherlock
Not just any Sherlock Holmes, a Holmes and Dr Watson brought kicking and screaming to the 21st century.
They still live in 221B Baker Street , Holmes mentions a violin and Mrs Hudson is still around. But this Sherlock prefers to txt and Watson packs a gun being an ex-soldier after being wounded in Afghanistan.
And the whole thing plays out like CSI meets Law and Order meets iconic British made up detective.
I hope all my bloggie friends from far and wide get to see this soon.
My only beef in the first episode was the use of this:
Not only was this prolific in the first episode but a few of them had phones in them that worked!
In reality these red boxes are slowly being eradicated from the London landscape and if you do see one – you’re guaranteed a phone that’s been vandalised and worse.
There’s a great 30 second scene where a traumatised Dr Watson (fresh from Afghanistan) is told by his therapist to blog about his experiences as a form of therapy!
Charlie says: My form of therapy are eat, play and rest all funny with my tail up in the air like I just don't care!
Have a momentous Monday everyone!
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