April Fool's Day

Last night I was listening to another Sherlock Holmes radio play based on an 1891 story called "The Five Orange Pips" by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle. The story concerns a young man whose grandfather and his father had died seperately under mysterious circumstances days after each receiving letters containing five orange pips. When the man also receives a letter containing five orange pips he decides to seek the advice of Sherlock Holmes, who immediately recognises it as the work of a murderous secret society. It was a good story and pretty dark. Conan Doyle ranked it as seventh on a list of his twelve favourite Sherlock Holmes stories.

I was also watching another couple of episodes of Twin Peaks. Despite what I'd heard about the second half of the second series (the ones after the Laura Palmer mystery is solved) I think they've been really good, even if they lack the main story thrust which came with the central mystery.

It was a dull and quiet day at work, although it was enlivened a bit by the fact taht I did manage to play a bit of an April Fool's Day joke on a couple of people by convincing them that there was an island off the coast of Scotland that, due to a legal loophole and thae fact that it was too samll for anyone to live there, was completely outside the rule of law and that basincally you could do whatever you wanted. They were trying to find out how you got there when I let them in on the fact that the place doesn't exist.