I’ve spent most of the day trying to work out these bloody
pubs and the connection and I’ve about had enough. Bloody Oxford academics and
their bloody puzzles. Why can’t they just use notes made out of newspaper
cuttings saying “I did it” like everyone else?
The Boy Wonder has, of course, been sticking his nose in.
Hathaway is on to something, I’m sure. He claims he’s not but he’s a fibbing
git sometimes. He just said “It’s more of one for me than for you, Robbie”.
There must be something kicking around here that helps to
find what we’re looking for. There must!
For once I feel a bit like Morse – I think I need a pint.
Perhaps it’ll help me think. Not in a pub with a bloody quiz though.
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