My new favourite Sherlock character is Anderson.
No, really.
I went and watched the Beeb's new Sherlock mini episode. Which was all sorts of wonderful for a multitude of reasons.
But beyond doubt, the best part about it was definitely Anderson. Who has apparently spent the last two years growing a suspiciously fungoid beard, becoming a conspiracy theorist, and playing a giant game of join-the-dots on a map with all the world-wide crimes that have been solved mysteriously/inexplicably since Sherlock "committed suicide".
Naturally, as any fannishly obsessed person would, he attributes all of these case solutions to a not-dead Sherlock. Equally naturally, Lestrade thinks he is fantasising due to a guilty conscience. But of course, as we all know, this may be the one time in recorded history that Anderson's completely right.
So, Anderson, my new hero - here's hoping you get your job back!
...Of course, if/when you do get back to work, I'm pretty sure that it won't take you too long to lose the rose-tinted glasses and remember why Sherlock always used to infuriate you.
P.S. The Beeb are getting very good (too good!) at making mini-sodes that whet the appetite. It's most unfair - please tell me why it cannot be Wednesday now?