Sherlock Holmes: where are you?

I have never understood the attraction of Sherlock Holmes.
There are many ancient sites to see in the four countries of the United Kingdom.
London has many of them. The Tower of London, Buckingham Palace, and Trafalgar Square are among many of the historical attractions in the city.
It has been some time since I visited baker street, and I don’t know if this attraction is still there.
But has always puzzled me as to why people visited it.
That was the House at 221b Baker Street: the home of Sherlock Holmes.
Now I do not wish to be a spoilsport, or shatter anyone’s fantasies, but I feel have to tell you: Sherlock Holmes did not exist, he is not and never has been a real person.
221b Baker Street never really existed outside the mind of Arthur Conan –Doyle.
I am aware there was (or maybe still is) a house reputed to the home of the great detective, but what is in it?
The pipe that Sherlock never smoked, the chair he never sat in, the violin he never played.
And you could pay to go on walks around London.
To follow in the footsteps to places, Holmes never went, tread the pavement that his fictional shoes, with his fictional feet inside them, never trod. And you would pay for the privilege (real money, not fictional).
I have said I don’t know if the house on Baker Street is still there. But, if it is, why waste your money?
Sherlock Holmes always came across as a conceited bore to me, and an insufferable snob, to boot.
Give me Colombo any day. I mean, he was a real person, wasn’t he? 😄
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