From the moment I sailed into Douglas bay early one June morning in 1967, I knew I was doomed! Hearing those screaming multis out at sea over the ships engine sealed my fate before I even saw the Ballahuchin!
But, hey, why would you want to be cured? Apart from the cost, I can think of no finer affliction!
In fact, I am following my grand fathers footsteps. He was a missionary, contemporary of Stanley and Livingstone. So, its in the genes! I have spent a lot of tme and effort contaminating others!
If I Feel low, I just think of standing outside The Sulby Glen, pint in hand! Never fails!!
I am so proud to be a member of such a family!
Mike