rameau's ramblings

When I hear the name Sherlock Holmes I don't think of Robert Downey Jr or Benedict Cumberbatch. My Sherlock Holmes is and will forever be Jeremy Brett in the 80's adaptations of Arthur Conan Doyle's books.

This explains why reading The Memoirs of Sherlock Holmes felt like walking down a memory lane with a old, slightly yellowed film playing in the background even though this is the first time I've read Conan Doyle's words.

I know these stories and I know the characters. What's left for me to discover is shipping. The fandom kind. With that in mind; this is a kissing book:

"For two hours we rambled about together, in silence for the most part, as befits two man who know each other intimately." p36 The Yellow Face

"A little diplomacy was needed but when Holmes understood that the establishment was a bachelor one, and that he would be allowed the fullest freedom, he fell in with my plans, and a week after our return from Lyons we were under the colonel's roof." p 138 The Reigate Squires

"It may be remembered that after my marriage, and my subsequent start in private practice, the very intimate relations which had existed between Holmes and myself became to some extent modified. He still came to me from time to time…" p 282 The Final Problem

"It was my intention to have stopped there, and to have said nothing of that event which has created a void in my life which the lapse of two years has done little to fill." p. 281 The Final Problem

Yeah. Don't tell me these were written more than a hundred years ago and that the language has evolved, that the society has evolved. That we can't judge old works based on today's morals. Don't give me any of your rational excuses and let me have my ship. Thank you.