Been kicked out of the living room by Sherlock, who’s preparing a 2010 setting. Why am I nervous?!

Tip for life: always save room for dessert.

STILL 2 followers short. Unbelievable.

Never mind. It was the missing husband.

Persistent headache. Is it the missing husband, the stress of him being in danger, the lack of sleep, the amount of work or something else entirely? Someone know a good doctor?

I like you better than Twitter right now.

How many times can I say I’m very, stupidly grateful for this life, before it gets boring?

Want to marry him again.

Home sweet home. Thanks for the space to vent, Bluesky. You may not hear from me for the next few days — but don’t worry. I will be enjoying myself very much.

Never been more torn. I never want to leave Greece. I also can’t wait to go home and shag my husband senseless.

I know I’m complaining a lot, but really, there is nothing better than falling asleep next to the person you love. And I really mean it. Nothing.

Read the same page 10 times because my annoying, gorgeous, delicious husband is tanning next to me.

Lord, give me strength.

Also, don’t tell him I’m lusting over here. It’s really difficult. I just need to vent. Thank you.

Tan lines. UGH.

Advice on how to keep Consulting Detectives happy and entertained would be greatly appreciated. I mean, I have my own tips and tricks, but I’m always looking to expand my knowledge.

Called it.

How much longer do you think it'll take Sherlock to tweet about the heatwave?

Happy Pride Month! What my husband said :)

You all know Sherlock Holmes, the brilliant detective. But I know Sherlock Watson-Holmes, the cuddly mess of curls, who falls asleep on the sofa before 10 PM on a random Wednesday.

Two years of being married to the best person I know. Each day with him is a privilege.

I just realised I can finally share funny puns here without being judged by my husband.

That damn song is going to be stuck in my head forever. Definitely worth it, though.

Since it’s Consulting Detective Day, you should all go ahead and spoil him rotten. You have my permission to do so, today. He’s the only one in the world, after all.

Through my eyes — by some miraculous, wonderful (and I’m sure, divine) intervention, I am married to the bravest, wisest, most electrifying, and beautiful creature in this whole wide universe. And he forgets that he is that. May this serve as a reminder.

I finally do one great meme and X collapses.

I’ll tell you a little secret. I don’t even particularly care about the Oscars. I just enjoy our tradition.

Of all my accomplishments, entertaining Sherlock Holmes in-between cases is certainly the one I’m proudest of.

I’m a fiancé again. Fiancé husband. Fridays are great.

Another moisturising attack (thanks husband). Hate to admit how nice my face feels. I’m practically 30 again.

Bluesky is rapidly becoming a great ego boost, despite those blasted 4 followers.

Woke up around 4 AM to Sherlock murmuring ‘boring, boring, boring’ in his sleep. Not sure if I should be concerned.

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15 years. I really am a lucky bastard. Sherlock doesn’t know it yet, but “Everywhere”’s next in the queue, so I’m going to walk over to him and kiss him just like I did that first time, 8 years ago.

Bed, pretending to be reading. My actual thoughts? If I could write decent poetry, half of it would be about Sherlock's curls on a white pillow. The other half, about his lips.

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Wow, I come back and the difference in followers GROWS. Rude.

Surpassed in followers again. How… predictable.

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A girl in Rosie’s class has a crush on Sherlock, so she drew herself in a car, running me over. Sherlock’s in the passenger seat, rather excited. I sort of respect it.

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Sunday activities.

So this is the new Twitter.

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