MY DEAR FRIEND, Mrs. Hudson, the landlady of Sherlock Holmes, was a long-suffering woman. Not only was her first-floor flat invaded at all hours by throngs of singular and often undesirable characters but her remarkable lodger showed an eccentricity and irregularity in his life…
MY DEAR FRIEND, I trust that I am not more dense than my neighbours, but I was always oppressed with a sense of my own stupidity in my dealings with…
MY DEAR FRIEND, Let me continue the story which I began in my last letter. You will recall that Mr Jabez Wilson had just relayed to Holmes and I the…
MY DEAR FRIEND, [Image, A vintage St Patricks day card, a smiling little girl wearing a green ribbin on her hair hugs an Irish setter, text reads St…
MY DEAR FRIEND, Here is the conclusion of the story which I have called ‘A Case of Identitiy’. You will recall that Holmes and I had just been visited…
MY DEAR FRIEND, As promised, here is the first part of the story which I have called ‘A Case of Identity’. "My dear fellow," said Sherlock Holmes as we…
MY DEAR FRIEND, It is time to conclude the strange tale of ‘The Five Orange Pips’, as Holmes prepares to set out on the case. It had cleared in the…
MY DEAR FRIEND, We rejoin ‘The Five Orange Pips’ in the midst of the young John Openshaw telling his most singular tale to Holmes, in order to solicit…
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Letters from Watson