The Strangest Question All The Way From Norway Via London To Loch Ness

The Strangest Question All The Way From Norway Via London To Loch Ness

I was out and about in central London a few days ago, when I ended up having a couple of relaxing pints of lager outside the Sherlock Holmes pub on Northumberland Avenue. It is one of the better pubs in that part of London and a great place to sit outside watching the world go bye.

A couple of Danish chaps were sitting next to me and Danes being Danes, are a hospitable bunch. We got to talking about things namely the Danish Super Middleweight boxer Mike Kessler. And I gave them a few pointers on some good bars to visit in the area.

They of course detected that I wasn’t English from my accent and asked if I was Irish, they got it right on the second guess. I’m of course Scottish, with a name like William Wallace and the long ginger hair, beard and the kilt on what else could I be. Believe that and you must be an American tourist in London that has taken too many illegal substances!

One of the Danes then asked me the strangest question about Scotland, well I suppose it was more of a fun question, it was said with a huge smile on his face, “that Loch Ness monster doesn’t really exist does it, it is just a tourist attraction” I put there minds at ease that “Nessie” is very real and that there have been countless sightings over the years.

For all those doubters in the world. I was in a boat on Lock Ness on January 2007. I will never forget that day, not only was it freezing cold, my whole body had turned a nice shade of blue, but it was also the day when I personally came face to face with a very real and alive Nessie.

We were cruising past Urquhart Castle, when I seen what looked like a huge log floating on the water. It was heading straight for the boat, and then all of sudden I saw two huge beady eyes peering at me. It was no log, it was the Lock Ness Monster, the one and only “Nessie”.

I quickly reached for my camera, but my hands were frozen solid and as a result I couldn’t make them operate the camera to take that million dollar picture. Nessie then disappeared as quickly as it had arrived. But one thing that I’m certain about is that I had seen the Lock Ness Monster with my very own eyes.

It sure was the strangest question all the way from Norway via London to Loch Ness. The Danes could return to their homeland known that the Scotsman that they met in the Sherlock Holmes pub had put there minds at ease that Nessie really does exist.

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