Missing Speedy 6 December 2015
On Sunday 6th December 2015 the Speedy was AWOL, not for the first time. Early morning consternation gave way to resignation and we continued to splother on the 5th December Quick .
A few people asked: Where is the Speedy?
The best reply was from LondonBBG:
A few people asked: Where is the Speedy?
The best reply was from LondonBBG:
LondonBBG Johnninophe
6 Dec 2015 13:50
Dear Economical-with-punctuation
We don't exactly know, though as you will see from comments since midnight on this string we have informed Ground Control (I have also emailed the techies and the Observer Crossword Editor), there have been localised fingertip searches in Leeds and Lewes, the language from our Gloucester correspondent (currently marooned in Cumbria) was slightly less restrained, our vet found a pdf version in Sydney, the chef in Cheffield offered breakfast and friendly advice on the use of quaint things called pencils, a hotelier from Devon offered a lullaby and stunning footage of a bird of prey to compensate for his moans, and our very own Spanish Scot offered up delightful music from one of our Lancashire correspondents to keep us amused. Our favourite newspaper will find it eventually, they always do. Personally I think Mr Oakpaw may have had it for his breakfast.
6 Dec 2015 13:50
Dear Economical-with-punctuation
We don't exactly know, though as you will see from comments since midnight on this string we have informed Ground Control (I have also emailed the techies and the Observer Crossword Editor), there have been localised fingertip searches in Leeds and Lewes, the language from our Gloucester correspondent (currently marooned in Cumbria) was slightly less restrained, our vet found a pdf version in Sydney, the chef in Cheffield offered breakfast and friendly advice on the use of quaint things called pencils, a hotelier from Devon offered a lullaby and stunning footage of a bird of prey to compensate for his moans, and our very own Spanish Scot offered up delightful music from one of our Lancashire correspondents to keep us amused. Our favourite newspaper will find it eventually, they always do. Personally I think Mr Oakpaw may have had it for his breakfast.
Other interesting offerings followed to help splotherers pass the time.
From Boveyphil, a copy of the missing crossword and a story
SHERLOCK HOLMES AND THE STRANGE CASE OF THE MISSING CROSSWORD
boveyphil
6 Dec 2015 13:37
CHAPTER ONE - A Damp Sunday Spoilerd by Circumstances
It was a damp grey morning in the heart of the crapital as the after-effects of the previous nights Curried Desmond and yoghurt and cucumber based side dishes rattled the ill-fitting secondary double glazing.
Within the walls of 221B Baker Street discarded newspapers were strewn across the floor and amidst a general scene of chaos Holmes was slumped across the chaise-longue wrapped in an old blanket and a state of total despondency.
“Snap out of it Holmes” said Watson.
“Ah my good Watson” replied the master sleuth “If only………………….have you by any chance seen todays copy of The Observer?”
“No Holmes I have only just arrived from my practice” the good doctor replied.
“Well take a look at this” said Holmes as he flung the newspaper towards his ever-loyal sidekick.
The newspaper was open on the Review pages. “Oh shorely not!” exclaimed Watson.
“Yes indeed” said Holmes “Another missing Speedy…………..we can’t go on like this!”
At the moment there was a knock on the door and Mrs Hudson entered with the breakfast tray. “You need to eat something Mr Holmes – look I’ve done you some Assuages a la Strasbourg…………they’re you favourite”
“No Mrs Hudson I have more important matters to attend to than consorting with a plate of assuages”
Turning to Watson, Holmes suddenly burst into life – “I detect the hand of Moriaty in this mystery Watson. Let us bid Baker Street farewell and head for the country. The game is afoot.”
CHAPTER 2 – A Desolate Platform 7 at Euston Station
It was now nearly mid-day and Holmes was still remonstrating with an aged porter on the platform.
“I don’t care who you are Mr Sherlock Holmes” exclaimed the grizzled veteran of the railways “But this train is not going anywhere and neither are any of the others.”
“But this is a matter of life and death” said Holmes “we must go to the country to get away from all this tedious wretchedness.”
“Not today you won’t” replied the porter “I would suggest you return to your home Holmes and try again tomorrow”.
Holmes and Watson exchanged glances and trudged back towards their chambers in Baker Street.
CHAPTER 3 – A Dam Close Call
Holmes and Watson ignored the passing nudists and fat cats as they proceeded back to Baker Street.
They were welcomed by Mrs Hudson who was busily scrubbing some spilled sausage fat off the staircase “Luckily no one slipped up on that" observed Watson "You have a visitor Mr Holmes” replied Mrs Hudson "I can bring you up some tea if you want"
“THank you Mrs Hudson ..............ah Watson some good news at last perhaps”
“Let’s hope so Holmes”
Holmes and Watson entered the room to find Inspector Les Strand ensconced in the corner arm chair.
“Afternoon Holmes” said the Inspector “It’s happened again hasn’t it.”
“Yes” said the Inspector “But this time the dastardly fellow has left us a clue” and from his Gladstone bag the Inspector produced a nurses uniform.
“This is going too far Holmes” exclaimed Watson. “It certainly is” replied Holmes in disgust.
PART ONE IS HEREBY CONCLUDED.
Don’t miss next week’s exciting instalment
6 Dec 2015 13:37
CHAPTER ONE - A Damp Sunday Spoilerd by Circumstances
It was a damp grey morning in the heart of the crapital as the after-effects of the previous nights Curried Desmond and yoghurt and cucumber based side dishes rattled the ill-fitting secondary double glazing.
Within the walls of 221B Baker Street discarded newspapers were strewn across the floor and amidst a general scene of chaos Holmes was slumped across the chaise-longue wrapped in an old blanket and a state of total despondency.
“Snap out of it Holmes” said Watson.
“Ah my good Watson” replied the master sleuth “If only………………….have you by any chance seen todays copy of The Observer?”
“No Holmes I have only just arrived from my practice” the good doctor replied.
“Well take a look at this” said Holmes as he flung the newspaper towards his ever-loyal sidekick.
The newspaper was open on the Review pages. “Oh shorely not!” exclaimed Watson.
“Yes indeed” said Holmes “Another missing Speedy…………..we can’t go on like this!”
At the moment there was a knock on the door and Mrs Hudson entered with the breakfast tray. “You need to eat something Mr Holmes – look I’ve done you some Assuages a la Strasbourg…………they’re you favourite”
“No Mrs Hudson I have more important matters to attend to than consorting with a plate of assuages”
Turning to Watson, Holmes suddenly burst into life – “I detect the hand of Moriaty in this mystery Watson. Let us bid Baker Street farewell and head for the country. The game is afoot.”
CHAPTER 2 – A Desolate Platform 7 at Euston Station
It was now nearly mid-day and Holmes was still remonstrating with an aged porter on the platform.
“I don’t care who you are Mr Sherlock Holmes” exclaimed the grizzled veteran of the railways “But this train is not going anywhere and neither are any of the others.”
“But this is a matter of life and death” said Holmes “we must go to the country to get away from all this tedious wretchedness.”
“Not today you won’t” replied the porter “I would suggest you return to your home Holmes and try again tomorrow”.
Holmes and Watson exchanged glances and trudged back towards their chambers in Baker Street.
CHAPTER 3 – A Dam Close Call
Holmes and Watson ignored the passing nudists and fat cats as they proceeded back to Baker Street.
They were welcomed by Mrs Hudson who was busily scrubbing some spilled sausage fat off the staircase “Luckily no one slipped up on that" observed Watson "You have a visitor Mr Holmes” replied Mrs Hudson "I can bring you up some tea if you want"
“THank you Mrs Hudson ..............ah Watson some good news at last perhaps”
“Let’s hope so Holmes”
Holmes and Watson entered the room to find Inspector Les Strand ensconced in the corner arm chair.
“Afternoon Holmes” said the Inspector “It’s happened again hasn’t it.”
“Yes” said the Inspector “But this time the dastardly fellow has left us a clue” and from his Gladstone bag the Inspector produced a nurses uniform.
“This is going too far Holmes” exclaimed Watson. “It certainly is” replied Holmes in disgust.
PART ONE IS HEREBY CONCLUDED.
Don’t miss next week’s exciting instalment
From TournesolquiDanse a beautiful sunrise.
And the crossword solution from Buvvy
More or less OK but with a couple of corrections:
19a = consent
14d = sterile
19a = consent
14d = sterile