The Bruce-Partington Plans: Welcome, Sulphur Dioxide

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Title: The Bruce-Partington Plans: Welcome, Sulphur Dioxide
Author: gardnerhill                       
Word Count: 60
Rating: G
Warning: None
Summary: Maybe it wasn’t murder after all. (Title comes from a line in the song “Air” from the musical Hair.)

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I straightened up. “Holmes. He went for a walk.”

Disappointment was written across my friend’s face – a rather comical denouement to what he had expected to be a tale of murder, intrigue and sedition.

I bent over West’s corpse on the autopsy table. “Look at the state of his lungs. That was deadly weather to look at, let alone breathe.”

The Bruce-Partington Plans: Yellow Fog: A Poem

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Canon: The Bruce-Partington Plans
Rating: Gen

Yellow fog
It spots and it stains
Yellow fog
It oozes and drains
Yellow fog
It stains and it spots
Yellow fog
It marks and it blots
Yellow fog
It spots and it stinks
Like chamber pots
and kitchen sinks
Yellow fog
It hides and it slides
Yellow fog
Such a crime, how the grime, leaves behind
its dreary fingerprint!

Discussion Post: The Bruce-Partington Plans

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This week, the canon story we’re looking at is The Bruce-Partington Plans and the chosen topic is London fogs.

( Discussion continues... )

Mrs. Hudson's Poetry Page: The Bruce-Partington Plans

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Welcome once again to my poetry page!

I hope each week you will read Dr. Watson’s delightful narrative and then go on to write a poem related to it in some way. All forms of poetry are permitted, and further down the page there is a selection you might like to consider using over the coming weeks.

And here, courtesy of my housemaid Rachel, is this week’s suggested poem to read—a suggestion inspired by the themes and subjects in this week's story. Hopefully you will enjoy the poem, and perhaps it may give you some ideas for a poem of your own or allow you to look at Dr. Watson's story in a new way.



Sonnets from the Portuguese 6: Go from me. Yet I feel that I shall stand

By Elizabeth Barrett Browning


Note from Rachel: My heart goes out to poor Miss Westbury in her grief. I believe she will carry Mr. West's memory in her heart through the years to come.



Thank you so much to Rachel.

And I thought we might also have a try at a new poetry form this week: lies. (The page is headed ‘Poetry for Kids’. Please scroll down for the ‘lies’ form.)

Mrs. Mitchell's Virtual School gives this definition:

In this type of poem, each line contains an outrageous lie. Each line must begin differently. The main rule is not to say anything that hurts anyone.



Here is my example:


My beauty equals the full moon,
Makes ladies weep and strong men swoon.
Gin will never pass my lips;
I take tonic wine in small sips.

Ah! Mr. Holmes’s capers warm my heart!
Dear God, do never let us two part!
When I yell abuse, it’s really love diffusing
And I don’t understand any of the words I’m using.



But you do not have to use that form. Any form of poetry is welcome this week—and every week! Here are a few suggestions for you:

221B verselet, abecedarian poetry, acrostic poetry, alexandrine, ballad, beeswing, blackout poetry, blitz poem, blues stanza, bref double, Burns stanza, call and response, chastushka, cinquain, circular poetry, clerihew, colour poems, compound word verse, concrete poetry, Cornish verse, curtal sonnet, diamante, doggerel, double dactyl, ekphrasis, elegiac couplet, elegiac stanza, elfje, englyn, epigram, epistle, epitaph, epulaeryu, Etheree, fable, Fib, florette, found poetry, free verse, ghazal, haiku, In Memoriam stanza, Italian sonnet, jueju, kennings poem, lanturne, lies, limerick, line messaging, lyric poetry, mathnawī, micropoetry, mini-monoverse, musette, palindrome poetry, pantoum, Parallelismus Membrorum, poem cycle, quintilla, renga, rhyming alliterisen, riddle, rime couée, Schüttelreim, sedoka, septet, sestina, sonnet, tanka, tercet, terza rima, tongue twister poetry, triangular triplet, triolet, Tyburn, villanelle


Please leave all your poems inspired by The Bruce-Partington Plans in the comments on this post. I look forward to seeing them!


Warm regards,

Mrs. Hudson

The Bruce-Partington Plans: An Honourable Person

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Canon Story: The Bruce-Partington Plans
Title: An Honourable Person
Author: scfrankles
Rating: G
Author's Notes: “If you have a fancy to see your name in the next honours list—"


Holmes was idly scanning the New Year Honours list when—

“Great heavens!”

He shook his head with a smile.

“Mycroft must have insisted upon it. Well, I understand why he thought the recognition was deserved.”

Watson frowned. “You’ve been given a knighthood?”

“Oh, no...”

Holmes stood as Mrs. Hudson entered with the tea, and he bowed.

“Thank you. Dame Sybilla.”



A/N: According to Wikipedia the title of dame as the official equivalent of knight [wasn’t] introduced [until] 1917. But Mrs. Hudson would have been a special case of course ^^

The Bruce-Partington Plans: Making An Entry

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Canon Story: The Bruce-Partington Plans
Title: Making An Entry (the serialisation of the Private Journal of Dr Watson)
Author:thesmallhobbit
Rating: PG

Mycroft couldn’t possibly climb the railings, which was why I had to do so.  However, Lestrade did give me a hand up, and where his hands went in the process I cannot recall without blushing.  It was fortunate the fog obscured our actions or we would have had to endure the Holmes brothers tutting at our behaviour during our wait.