Fit the 9th: Strange & Charm 2009

Now Messrs Strange & Charm live and work in the one office. Slash terraced house. But in a manner not bearing any relation whatsoever to fictional detectives and their limping medical sidekicks.

Their mess is a very different kind of mess, because no-one's ever going to clean it up.

You might think the perspective is off here, but in fact it's a stellar example of the redoubled perspective that was so popular in the late 19th century.

 And of course, living in close proximity to one or more human beings (depending on how many hoors Strange has brought home for the evening, he's a charitable chap) tends to bring out little quirks in people. Such as ambush-hairbrushing.

He'll never tame the Nexus, the tufty little fool.

Or having very mature and sober discussions about class distinction in the middle of Fortnum & Mason (though not when it's the site of a sit-in).

Or becoming mortally afraid of the colour blue.

It's the colour of the sky, you see, and the sky should be over his head, not on it.

 But don't assume Charm is the only odd fish in the parlour. Strange has his own peccadilloes, such as stalking the friendly neighbourhood policeman.

Or being understandably protective of his sheets. Well a man's sheets are his private kingdom, aren't they.

Also sideburn rollers.

Or being unable to fence, though that might not be a flaw in anyone's eyes except Charm's.

Strange & Charm is Caitlin Hart & Katharine Gray.