Sherlock: You took your time. John: Yeah I didn't get the shopping. Sherlock: What? Why not? John: Because I had a row in the shop with a chip and PIN machine. Sherlock: You had a row with a machine? John: Sort of. It sat there and I shouted abuse.
I've decided to sell some of my things, I just need money and they're only taking up space. ^^; Anyway, first of all I want to apologise for my crappy photos, it's difficult to take photos of reflecting things.
I've already made a post on my fic community explaining the situation here. And here's a link to my girlfriend's post about it on tumblr: CLICK ME. Please at least reblog the post to get the word out. It would mean a lot to us.