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And it doesn't matter if you don't like Sherlock Holmes, or if you do and you hate 'Sherlock' as a series, or if you hated that epdisode or this series of if you were just a bit indiffernt. It doesn't matter. To quote John Watson 'It's all fine' that's the beauty of cutlure we can all take from it what we will. But for me that moment, that moment was perfection, more importantly it represented everything I strive for.

The geeks have the building.

And this is my love letter to the geeks. To all the geeks that have inrpired me to get geeky about something and keep going.

This may start sounding like a love letter to the Sherlock production team. So what. I geneuinely feel like my geekery for Sherlock Holmes related stuff has gotten me through a lot of my PhD.

Mark Gatiss in particular I adore. Much fun is made of the fact yes, I rather fancy him (I have a thing for gingers, particualry ones with beards. And I did long before Damien Lewis was cool. So sue me.)

occasinally I feel judged, even by those who orignall may have been people I nerded about things with. And maybe it's just a shift in life, maybe you think you've "moved on" or "grown up" and the former is fine, all our nerdisms shift a little, the latter isn't. I can count to hundreds of people who have made nerdiness a career. Those like Moffat and Gatiss in entertainment being a handful, but I point to hundreds, thousands the world over. They're called academics. That's teh choice i made in my life.

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