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What has this to do with Lady Dianna Spencer? Nothing, obviously. She died, like a candle in the wind, snuffed out in a terrible, terrible accident.
My name is Watson. You will have heard about my friend Sherlock Holmes, Holmes as I call him. To be honest he doen't think much of my detective abilities, but to be fair I wouldn't say he goes off on wild goose chases or anythink like that, but for many years I have suspected he may have a drug addiction which affects his rational abilities.
Right now we are starting an investigation into whether street prostitution should be legal. Most of my time is taken up with my radio show, and of course I like to stop by the gym on the way home, and I do a bit of martial arts in the weekends, but to be fair, it is ages since I have used my black belt, and I hung up the old sword donkey's years ago.
After the gym, I usually stop by the local and catch up with the guys, and of course there is Danny Juniour, but we won't go into that because it is private family matters that we don't want to go into.
My afternoon show is called Danny Watson
