If, indeed, that is exactly what we had been given. In addition to alleviating the geological strain weighing on a single plot point in one episode of tv, the rollicking fake-outs were also a canny way to maintain us paying attention until we had been awarded the actual story. Obviously Sherlock did not crash through a window such as Errol Flynn and snog Molly's face away. Obviously it was not Moriarty at a Sherlock mask. Told me we had been silenced living area orators of the'I understood it' And also the'Seriously? variety. The imitation explanations were a jaunty approach to get us to discharge the breath we had been holding since January 2012 using a guffawing splutter. This was a wise alternative - maybe the sole alternative - to defuse the stress of two decades' speculation without even leaving anybody disappointed.
