Autumn 2026 BSJ

The Autumn 2026 Baker Street Journal includes these articles:

The Editor’s Gas-Lamp
Dan Andriacco, Editor.

Letters to Baker Street.

My Favorite Holmes is Russian
Jonathan Tiemann.

The Benighted Knight
Ron Levitsky.

The 1944 BSI Dinner Photograph
Harrison Hunt.

Sherlock Holmes the Contemporary Victorian
Charles M. Watson.

A Foggy Day
Monica M. Schmidt.

Holmes and Humor
William Hyder.

Elementary, My Dear Watson
Michael J. Ravnitsky.

A Three-Pipe Problem in China
Yuquing Wang.

Clinical Notes from a Resident Doctor
Robert Katz.

John H. Watson, MD, Late of the Army Medical Department
Enrico Solito.

It Wasn’t All Rosy in 1881 London
Steve Mason.

The Editor’s Commonplace Book.

Baker Street Inventory.

“Stand with me here upon the terrace …”

Whodunit?

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“…it now contains the most unsociable and unclubbable men in town.”

MYCROFT HOLMES would make a terrible Sherlockian.

One of the first things that Watson learns about him in “The Greek Interpreter”—after the shocking news of his existence and the assurance that this 7-years-older brother of Sherlock has even greater powers of observation than his sibling—is that he belongs to the Diogenes Club. We quickly learn that this club contains “the most unsociable and unclubbable men in town,” with no member “permitted to take the least notice of any other one.”

Sherlockians, by contrast, are sociable and clubbable. Unlike members of Mycroft’s club, they don’t only talk in the Stranger’s Room—although the Facebook page with that name is certainly a popular place for Sherlockians to gather virtually.

Most Sherlockians know the line attributed to John Bennett Shaw that all you need to form a Sherlockian society is two Sherlockians and a bottle—and in a pinch, you can dispense with one of the Sherlockians. But we also know that’s not really true. Other Sherlockians are indispensable.

Think of the fascinating, fun people that you never would have met if it hadn’t been for Sherlockian shenanigans. Sherlock Holmes brings people together—and back together. (I have reconnected with long-ago friends because of Holmes.) Venn diagrams of our Sherlockian relationships would show that in many cases we have several overlapping interests with our fellow enthusiasts, but in others it is only Holmes that unites us. And that is enough.

And where does all this happen? Most often in the local Sherlockian scion societies, which have meetings yearly, quarterly, monthly, or perhaps irregularly. (See http://www.SherlockianCalendar.com) If you don’t belong to one, join one. If you don’t have one near you, start one. And don’t forget the other Sherlockians.