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Dr Watson reviews his tab at the Hound and Ferret

Dr Watson reviews his tab at the Hound and Ferret

My Great Railway Journeys No.3

1 – Stolen Moments – During the hot Summer of 1888 I fell asleep on the mainline route to Sussex and when I awoke I discovered my wife’s wedding ring had been stolen. ¬†I accused everyone on the train of the theft and made all passengers¬†turn ¬†out their pockets and lift their hats. ¬†It was then that I realised I wasn’t even travelling with my wife and indeed hadn’t been married to her for over five years, while the wedding ring was last seen floating down the Thames towards Staines. Everyone took the news very well, showing remarkable sympathy for my situation, and I have to say that the fifty mile walk back via the Sussex Downs really made me appreciate the beauty of nature – and the virtues of staying awake.

2 –¬†Fond Goodbyes –¬†I once waved off a client on the 5.15 from Paddington and was taken aback by their enthusiasm to keep on waving for the first half-mile of the journey, causing me to trot alongside and return the favour for fear of appearing rude. ¬†Unbeknown to me however the poor girl was actually being strangled by one of Moriarty’s men and she was never seen again. The whole¬†sorry affair¬†taught me an important lesson that day – I now send our clients to the train station in a cab.

 

The Staines Swimming Club formed this day in 1897 in an attempt to salvage my wife's wedding ring from the Thames.  The club is still going strong, unlike Mrs Watson number 3.

The Staines Swimming Club formed this day in 1883 in an attempt to salvage my wife’s wedding ring from the Thames. The club is still going strong and always on the lookout for strapping young men –¬†¬†much like Mrs Watson number 3.

 

 

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