Lestrade tried to delete photos from his phone but accidentally texted Mycroft instead.
I can’t stop watching this. It may ruin my life.
He so absolutely would though. I can see one of his kids making fun of him for having an old man phone so he gets a new one but he refuses to ask for help on how to use it. So he’s constantly pocket dialing Mycroft or sending him embarrassing photos and texts.
Can we all please take a moment to imagine Anthea performing her daily back-up of Mycroft’s incoming communications?
Anthea: There’s a rather amusing video of Sherlock covered in garbage. Would you like me to copy it to your personal drive?