By Slanted Light

It's a good ep, isn't it! *g* And yes - Doyle at the end, all scruff and leather jacket and fire, and Bodie in handcuffs, and Doyle just so amused... *vbg*

Eep for dreaded phone calls... though I quite agree with you that you don't want people hearing you dealing with that sort of thing. It needs privacy! *g*

I'm now having a rubbish-with-work morning, and am trying to tell myself that it's okay to have a pottering-morning, that's what working at home should be able to allow... except that really I must work. It doesn't help that instead of the forecast rain all week, it's gloriously blue-skied and breezy and warm, which would be fab weather for going off out somewhere... oh, I want a holiday! How's your weather over there? Still roasting? (Hey - maybe we're getting your roasting-weather now!)

Ooh - just distracted by weird little jumpy-creatures on my desk... where did they blow in from? They look like teeny tiny slater-bugs (woodlice) with really long antennae - and they jump rather suddenly and impressively... but they're tiny tiny...