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impulsereader) wrote2012-12-13 03:17 pm
impulsereader) wrote2012-12-13 03:17 pm
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...because I'm going to let Sherlock say it.
*****
The litany of wrongs done to Tubby over the course of the week went on. He’d been found closed inside a refrigerator – especially dangerous because of his cold-blooded nature. One of the office staff had called to Mr Wiggins’ attention a subtle rearrangement of the paraphernalia adorning the desk on which the dragon habitually perched during his visits to the administration area – he solemnly vowed there had been a crude snare fashioned out of dental floss and a series of paper clips. Sherlock and John managed not to laugh – mostly.
By the time they arrived at Kew Sherlock seemed resigned. He instructed John to talk to as many of the employees as he could to get an overview of the latest gossip.
“And what are you going to do?”
“Make the acquaintance of Tubby,” came the scathing reply.
John giggled; Sherlock glared at him.
“Right. Going now.”
Sherlock turned to Mr Wiggins and instructed witheringly, “Take me to your lizard.”
*****
The litany of wrongs done to Tubby over the course of the week went on. He’d been found closed inside a refrigerator – especially dangerous because of his cold-blooded nature. One of the office staff had called to Mr Wiggins’ attention a subtle rearrangement of the paraphernalia adorning the desk on which the dragon habitually perched during his visits to the administration area – he solemnly vowed there had been a crude snare fashioned out of dental floss and a series of paper clips. Sherlock and John managed not to laugh – mostly.
By the time they arrived at Kew Sherlock seemed resigned. He instructed John to talk to as many of the employees as he could to get an overview of the latest gossip.
“And what are you going to do?”
“Make the acquaintance of Tubby,” came the scathing reply.
John giggled; Sherlock glared at him.
“Right. Going now.”
Sherlock turned to Mr Wiggins and instructed witheringly, “Take me to your lizard.”
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And there aren't any office staff in the staff area in the Princess of Wales Conservatory, just gardeners in wellies.
I would suggest a volunteer gardener (or which there are many at Kew and they kept mistaking me for) or even a student on the course they run there:
http://www.kew.org/learn/specialist-training/courses-a-z/kew-diploma-horticulture/course-details/index.htm
so possibly a 'second year diploma student'.