My Nessie

This is a Loch Ness Monster ornament, which belonged to my grandparents. Whenever I went to my Grandma's house as a kid, I used to sit there, on my red, wooden stool, and gaze at this little creature on the mantel piece. I thought he was lovely, and I wanted to take him home.

My Uncle Colin, who was a bachelor, lived all his life with his parents, and after he died (about two years after Grandma), everything was sold or given away. I got my little Nessie at last.

I didn't know he's full of scotch whiskey - the seal's never been broken.

Here he is frolicking in the sun this morning, with Pippy. He's now sitting on my mantel piece, where I can look at him every day.