My Home…. My Life….My Island …The Three Legged Isle Of Man

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come and see the seals

come and see the seals

Hello folks. This is Miki here again.

My new post is going to be about the Isle of Man where I lived for the last twenty years. It is a relatively small Island in the middle of the Irish Sea.  A relative back water to some, but at the same time it has got its own history, traditions, culture, parliament, history, language, theatre, government, transport and numerous places of natural history. A haven for archaeologists, geologists and rail enthusiasts alike.

I first encountered it when I started going out with Chris. He often talked about his friend Barbara with whom he worked in the labs in London when we were first friends. Ellan Vannin The Isle of Man is an Island in the middle of the Irish Sea halfway between England and Ireland. I even puzzled the Registrar at Burnt Oak Registry Office where our Bands of Marriage were published when he asked where did my fiancé lived and I replied he lives on the Isle of Man. Where! was the reply coming from the Registrar. The Isle Of Man! Yes! I replied. Don’t you mean the Isle of Wight No. I said the Isle of Man. Unconvincingly she picked up the receiver and checked with her supervisor who assured her that yes the Isle of Man is areal place and that everything is fine.

I have been married to an  Isle of Man Worker for the past twenty years and am happy to say that both me and Chris are settled here and have been accepted by locals alike. However I personally when I first came over found it quite difficult for a while to get a job. But as they say all beginnings are tough and all is well that ends well and we got there in the end Thanks God and Good Luck. It  It is also true to say that the Isle of Man (ELLAN VANNIN) is not a place for everybody.

It is a place for people who enjoy a laid back way of life, a slower pace of life than you would normally have in a big city or a provincial town. It is a place for misfits, retired people and ordinary people who just want to be their real selves and lead their lives the way it suits them. Quite frankly, I would not want to live in London again and if we said to my mother-in- law, we were moving back, the poor woman would have a heart attack which is the one thing we do not want her to have.

TT ROCKS!

TT ROCKS!

The place is at its liveliest in May/ June when people from all over the world come over with their motorbikes and families for the famous TT RACES| This has been going on for the past Century and a bit and is gaining more and more popularity. After TT everything quietens down again.

Tourist wise; Hm it all depends what you want. From the Folklore Point of View you can visit Cregneash Villiage. A traditional Manx historical Village where there are live demonstrations, a tea room and various activities during various Manx Festivals such as Tynwald Day normally on July 5th, but this year it will be on July 7th. And Hallowen or Hop-Tu- Nah Celebrations on October 31st.

Other than that there is the Manx Museum in Douglas the Capital of the Isle of Man and The House of Mannanin in in Peel to name but a few. The one thing which me and Chris find quite fascinating and will pursue more and more more when we retire are; Farmers Markets, Food Festivals as well as various Agricultural Shows that go on throughout the year.

So there you have it. A brief post about the Isle of Man. An Island on which we live, call our home, and love.Hope you enjoyed listenning to the Manx Gaelic Lullaby, called Little Red Shank. Looking forward to hear from you soon.

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