Right, well I wanted to complete this more but it’s late and I have other things I should be working on.

This is a doodle of the party the family threw when Lestrade first earned his badge. His mum was so proud. Ecstatic. She did hope they made him cut his hair. 

His older sister’s son got his badge and is arresting his sister. 

Allow me, briefly, to give an overview of my love for Lestrade and his mum. 

Lestrade grew up in a working class neighborhood of London, second oldest of a handful of siblings (not sure exactly how many, maybe four). His dad took off when the youngest was born, and his mum and grandma took care of the kids. His mum worked two jobs, at least, so she couldn’t be at home very much, leaving Greg and his older sister to take care of the younger ones. 

His mum was his hero, his whole life. She was strong, didn’t take crap, she was exceedingly moral and even though she could be a bit cynical, she always encouraged her children to dream big. It’s hard to get out of the lower classes in London, and it’s hard as a kid in a poor comprehensive school to see a future beyond minimum wage. Even though she could never have that herself, she was determined to see her children live better than she ever had. 

I have lots more but those will accompany other doodles! Except some Lapsed Catholic Lestrade to make an appearance with mom backstory soon! That one’s a bit of a tear-jerker.