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I return, triumphantly, after conquering the Isle of Man. Which can be found shrouded in mist in the darkest parts of the Irish Sea.

So, let me tell you all about it. We were camping! Big tent, but old, and now getting a bit leaky. But the campsite had a commanding view over the island, as shown in the photo at ze top of the post. Good weather generally, just a couple of days of rain (with a pretty double rainbow), otherwise sunneh :]

The island is home to the TT races, a mad motorcycle race around the island’s roads (for those of you who are as ignorant as I was about what it is). We arrived a few days after it finished and still every bend in the road was covered in padding, every lamppost with a crash-mat haphazardly tied to it. Even the signposts had the pointy ends padded. The course was marked by race style stripes along the curbs, encouraging people to break the speed limit on the country roads. Well, they would have done if the IOM actually had speed limits! What a bizarre place.

We did all the usual things one does on a family holiday. Historic sites like big water wheels, mines and the funny little stepped hill they hold their open air parliament on. Castles, ruins, yeh well you get the picture.

I climbed Snaefell one evening for the sunset too, which was very pretty, making me the highest Man on the Isle. I didn’t even have to smoke anything to get that high. How wonderful.

Well, when I was thinking about this blog I had much more to say, but now it comes to it, I’m a little stumped. New camera perfomed well so I’ll just throw some more photos at you. Hope you’re all ok, look forward to seeing y’all again soon.

Kippers. They come by post.

Seals. They look like slugs.

Sheep. Some of them are completely barmy. They mostly come at night, mostly.

Which reminds me. On the way down Snaefell, in the twilight, I saw a little cave in the side of the mountain, looked like a foxhole bordered with stone. I jokingly thought to myself ‘Ha! Could be a wolf den.’ A few steps later I noticed a sheep skeleton (or was it a sheep?) bones scattered around, and picked perfectly clean. I decided to walk a bit quicker down the rest of the hill. Anyway, ttfn folks, just upgraded the blog engine again, so shout if you phind and phaults.