Mycroft Watson Associates

Do feel free to pop in and visit us any time you’re passing, giving a minimum of five working days’ notice and quoting this six-digit reference number. Lucky old you, Victor. A man of leisure at last.

I hate to piss on anything you might be thinking in relation to Sherlock Holmes with this one, but we’re not at 221b Baker Street. In fact, we don’t know specifically where we are. It could be Woking, Basingtoke or Kettering. Those are just a few of the names thrown up amongst a litany of Home County suggestions. Wherever we are, we’re with Victor Meldrew. And he’s retiring. So the writers were clearly fans of the bedeerstalkered one.

In the episode (the first one, in fact) they mention the company, but you barely see anything about it other than a lobby. And it’s not really ever mentioned again as for the most part, what Victor’s old job entailed (other than being a security guard) is mostly irrelevant. It’s not fleshed out in any particular glory, so it’s unclear what they actually do. So we don’t know where they are or what their business entails. Great stuff.

However, ‘associates’ are usually lawyers, right? Glad you agree. We’re going with lawyers, so the typography is based on one of the big hitters in the field. I assume from this that they’re immoral arseholes, but that may well be judgemental on my part.

Also, that’s not a football. It’s a tortoise shell. Even if you’ve never seen the show, you should be aware of the iconic, Eric Idle penned theme tune / intro, which features some of the most high octane tortoisework since the hare situation.