A Leprechaun in Scandinavia

They have actually made a campaign about the missing Leprechaun! His name is Lep, and they say he is in Scandinavia at the moment, and now Ireland (or Sweden and Norway, perhaps, ha ha) has started a campaign to make him go back. Make him feel homesick and win a trip to Ireland.

It could very well be a Leprechuan who has left the region of Ballina. On the campaign site they say that's where this "Lep" is from. And they have experienced some real problems there, with extremely bad luck for several years now. A Leprechaun brings good luck, we all know that, but does a missing Leprechaun create bad luck?


The adress is www.helphimback.com.

MY BEST PICTURE EVER!

Hallelujah! Take a look at this photo evidence. Yesterday, I saw a Leprechaun jumping up and down in an alley, playing with a cat! I carefully took up my camera. He saw me before I could take any pictures of him in the alley, but I tried to follow him. See how he jumps!

One thing that I find hard to understand is that he made no noise at all. No thuds from his feet jumping, no giggling, talking or anything. He moved in complete silence just like air.

Photo evidence

On several occasions, I have tried to catch a Leprechaun on film or photo. 99 % of my efforts reveal nothing. But some do. Here are two, in my opinion, really strong evidence photos. Sure, it's impossible to know for certain, but I was there. I know what I saw.


This picture was taken three years ago. I saw a green thing running back and forth over the street, over and over again. It was SO fast! I grabbed my camera and started shooting like mad. I got him!


This picture is even older. It was in Cork, and I had been looking for a new dining table for months, going around lots of different furniture stores. In one of these stores, under a chair to the right (it’s outside this picture) I noticed a Leprechaun staring right at me. I was just about to take a picture of the table that you see straight ahead, so my finger was already on the camera button.

Freeze, Leprechaun!

Here's a picture of me and Tom (actually it's only his flashlight, since he's behind the camera) lying at the wall with our lights shining into the woods. As you may know, a Leprechaun can’t move if you catch him in a strong light. He becomes paralyzed.

Leprechaun Footprints

These are footprints that I found down by the coastline outside Larne. I went to buy a new engine for my oldest tractor, and on my way home I stopped to have a look at the view. I went down to the shore and this is what I found in the sand: See the bird tracks? Now compare them to the footprints. Not even children of two years old have such small feet. Maybe babies, two-three months old. And they can´t run in the sand.

Weeks of nothing

I have now decided to make a posting here only when something actually happens. I have now been at the wall listening to more conversations since the one I heard in October. Nothing. Not one sound. I’ve given up on that now.

Phantom picture

This is a sketch of the Leprechaun I saw in the woods. I remember being surprised that he didn´t have an enormous beard to cover more of his face. Got a bit carried away and painted him sitting with a pot of gold. It's my hobby, 3D animations.

Leprechaun gold coin!

This is a gold coin that I found when I was only seven years old. Back then we used to live in Londonderry, and I found the coin behind a stone in front of a thick forest. My parents of course said it was a coin from a circus or something. But there were no circuses near there, not for miles. I didn’t believe them. I instantly thought it was a Leprechaun’s gold coin. A real genuine gold coin from a Leprechaun's pot.

Voices in the dark

It's a well known fact that Leprechauns are eloquent creatures that enjoy good conversation. It can get a bit lonely on the farm, apart from the times I have Mary and Tom over for dinner. It’s especially lonely in the evenings. So I often go out at the southern end of the biggest enclosed field where I keep my sheep. On the other side of the wall, that’s where I saw one little fellow the first time. I sit there and shout out loud, hoping that someday a Leprechaun will reply. Yesterday, I heard some voices in the woods. I yelled, both in Irish and English, but no one answered. There were tiny voices, not whispering, but more like giggling. But it was definitely a conversation of some kind.

Most of the words were in Irish. I understand some Gaeilge, thanks to my friend Séan who taught me several words, but I'm not that good.

"An bhfuil" - which is like "Is he"
"Carpenter". I'm sure I heard the word carpenter.
"Tá". Yes in Gaeilge. This I heard several times.
"You keep the water in the leaf." This may not be what was said, but that’s what it sounded like to me.
"Tuirseach". This I know is "tired" (Séan said that often).

Of course Leprechauns exists

Depending on who you’re talking to, you could be either a lunatic or a fascinating adventurer. I couldn’t care less what people think of me. Whether anyone believes me or not is irrelevant. I have seen Leprechauns my entire life. I spoke to one of them several years ago. However, this is the first time they have been around my farm. No big deal. In this blog I will present evidence.