my name is Doctor Watson. While I was in the army, I travel led to many strange and interesting places. Then one day, in Afghanistan, I was shot in the shoulder. I nearly died from pain and fever. I retired from the army and came back to England.That is why I was living in London with Sherlock Holmes. I had know my friend for many years. He was the most famous private detective in London.
One afternoon, I was reading a book and Holmes was standing by the window in our sitting-room. Usually he was very busy and active. But this afternoon he did not seem very happy.
I need some work.Watson, said Holmes impatiently. I love my work. It keeps ma brain active. But when there are no crimes and no mysteries to solve-ah, then becomes very boring for me