Manx Rover's Ramblings

Magnus’s nascent pneuma is captivated and charmed, yet senses utter isolation at his first encounter with ‘Liminal Time’. His habitation of the ‘Present Tense’ is somewhat akin to reading the final p…

“Whilst perusing the Willie Leece photographs online(http://willieleece.blogspot.com), I noticed your other blog: Is this a Picasso?. (http://picassoceramic.blogspot.com) What the story?”

“It’s a mag…

“It reads like a Picasso. It’s right in its vocabulary; more painting than ceramic,” the Sotheby’s connoisseur affirmed enthusiastically, holding the plate securely in the crook of his arm. “It’s ali…

Meet our vibratingly sexy Sybil Fawlty lookalike landlady who instigated the ‘dookling foot’ episode.

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At the back of the shop, on a chair seat, alongside a red rusty, two-metre-tall, cast iron J…

Robin’s Croft was a dilapidated seventeenth century stone cottage with the luxury of a cold water tap, but having no kitchen, gas, electricity nor sanitation. However, they’d survived the war and had…

Extra Sensory Perception (ESP) may activate Arterial Fibrillation amongst susceptible pilgrims.

A cubist inspired shrine in which 80year old Yoko Ono’s power of imagination shine.

Magnus is one of mill…

Magnus records the unique artistry of Willie Leece, the modest creator of a unique style of rural assemblage sculpture. 

The ‘Hedge’ art works of this quietly thoughtful Manx farmer are selected to be…

Magnus’s photographs preserve the singular contribution made to the world art scene by a modest Manx farmer’s unique creative flair.

The incomparable and unrecognised ‘Hedge’ sculptures of Willie Leec…

It wasn’t all misery! The shore-side base was Singapore, and in the early 1970’s it remained a mysterious and exotic place to explore.

The ancient DC3 bounded and skipped along the rough grass airstr…

Magnus lived under no delusions about his own importance. If he was injured or killed on the rig, he’d be flown ashore, immediately replaced, and just as quickly forgotten

On shore leave, Magnus, at …

Just three weeks after leaving England, Magnus was bouncing across the Algerian Desert in the back of a long-wheel-based Land Rover. The vehicle was jam-packed with robed and turban clad Arabs and de…

After a stint in the dole queue, Magnus’s receives a new job offer. His potential employer was one of the biggest whaling companies in the world, with a blubber rendering slaughterhouse on the isolat…

It wasn’t only appearances that needed to be spruced-up to meet the required standard of the officers’ dining saloon; a sailor’s immune system also needed a booster. Magnus was pleased to benefit fro…

Magnus subconsciously writes and star in his own erratic play. Act one exposes the dangers of self-reliance at the tender age of sixteen.

Initially our ‘star’ opted for hedonism over applied scholarsh…

After failing to become a budding Field Marshal Montgomery understudy in the British Army, Magnus was obliged take a different tack. 

The call of the sea was in his blood, or so he was lead to believe…

Following the Army entrance exams, the aspirants, predominantly from privileged private schools, awaited their fate in a small conference room. When ‘Mr McAulay’ was called, Magnus followed the subal…

Apart from observing what those around him on the island did to earn a living, Magnus remained ignorant of what employment possibilities existed, what job requirements were, or what most professions …

This is the FINAL episode of Retirement Blues Goodbye

In wasn’t just the smell of the flowers; the enchantment of rolling hills, dales and moors; slow motion walking through torrential rain; being in …