The Last Will and Testament of Sherlock Holmes, 221B Baker Street, London.

Aged thirty three (33) years old. I state that I make this will of my own volition and not under any sort or form of duress. All previous wills and codicils are null and void.

I appoint as my true and lawful executor John Hamish Watson, flatmate, secondary beneficiary of this will and my one friend.(who is probably quite annoyed that I didn't discuss this with him. A bit not good, John?)

Beneficiaries: (1) Doctor John Hamish Watson (friend and executor), (2) Mrs. Una Hudson (landlady), (3) Detective Inspector Gregory Lestrade (friend) (4) Mr. Mycroft Holmes (brother), (5) Forensics Officer Anderson (idiot).

Bequests:

To Mrs. Hudson I leave my half of the Holmes financial estate, on the condition that she spends it on a holiday anywhere but Florida and on the upkeep of 221B Baker Street (which she must not sell), along with all of my furniture not otherwise bequeathed.

To Lestrade I leave all of my case files - they will afford him at least one promotion - but only on the condition that he destroys all of my records pertaining to Jeffrey Hope's death.

To Anderson I leave my microscope and Periodic Table, in the hope that he will learn to do his job.

To Mycroft I leave the responsibility for the safety of all the other beneficiaries, and my music stand. You can have the microwave too, if you like.

To John I leave the skull (you know which one I mean), my violin, and my London A-Z. We both know that you've hardly memorized London at all. Look after my city, John.

Other Requests:

The beneficiaries may decide amongst themselves who is to have the responsibility of destroying the Cluedo board.

John - For God's sake, tell Mrs. Hudson not to open the microwave.