My son just got back a month-long study abroad adventure, mostly in London (with excursions to Paris and Amsterdam). I’m sure I’ll never hear a true and thorough account of what he did while he was there, but I do know that while in London he visited Baker Street and went to a cheesy tourist shop and bought me a deerstalker cap of the sort made famous by Baker Street’s most famous resident, the consulting detective named Sherlock Holmes. Here’s a photo of Mr. Holmes, portrayed by Basil Rathbone, wearing his distinctive cap:
I think it’s safe to assume that a similar portrait of me wearing my personal deerstalker cap will not be appearing on this Web site anytime soon. What’s more, when I die, if anyone decides to bury me wearing my personal deerstalker cap, I will come back to haunt them like I’m their own personal Hound of the Baskerville.