Continuing on with our version of “The Twelve Days of Christmas” to make your move festive, the next line in the original is: “On the eleventh day of Christmas, my true love gave to me eleven pipers piping.”
Please join me in now singing our Christmas carol:
“On the eleventh day of Christmas, London gave to me…
SHERLOCK HOLMES pipe smoking…”
How can you resist the famous sleuth if you’re living in his backyard? Immerse yourself into a theme day of touring, checking out the Sherlock Holmes Museum at 221b Baker Street (where the great detective resided with his faithful Watson) before grabbing a pint and a bite at the The Sherlock Holmes pub near Embankment. If you really want to run with it, be sure to DVR an episode of the BBC show Sherlock (or view on-demand Guy Ritchie’s Sherlock Holmes film) to watch afterward.
And now, to continue caroling:
“…Lord’s Cricket Ground,
several swans in Round Pond,
farmer’s market goose eggs,
fiiiiive O-lym-pic riiiiings!
Soaring raptor birds,
sweet French crepes,
a pub named Dove,
and a Partridge’s Kraft Mac-n-Cheese.”