Sherlock Holmes and the case of the dirty pictures

โ€œWhat are you looking at?โ€ I inquire, innocently, of my very preoccupied wife as she squints at her phone. โ€œPoop,โ€ she says. โ€œOK, then,โ€ I reply. If we had had that conversation at the beginning of the year, I might well have been shocked. Now, it seems quite routine. The hills behind our new home. …