Isle of Man

Once upon a time, about 50 years ago, I lived in the Isle of Man where my father was the vicar of Foxdale. This year we went back, and stayed right next to the house, once the Vicarage. All the places I loved, glens, hills, seaside towns were just as lovely, although some places including the capital have lost their charm for me. It was super to go back, and might be a handy place for us seniors to holiday in the future.