Thank you very much for that. Clive. "The Self-Unseeing" is a favourite of mine too, and I didn't see the similarity so clearly until you pointed it out. (Talk about the self-unseeing.)
I'm really pleased you found things in it which spoke to you. It is fairly localised, I agree, but I have a sort of vague theory that only the truly local is truly universal (or at least transferrable). That may not stand up to close scrutiny, but it's something I adhere to - for the moment, at least.
Great memories of the Island there, and some good Manx associations. We live in St. John's, which you will probably remember from the outing to Peel. And of course a lot of Manx folk left here for Liverpool in those days, and earlier. One of my aunts married a paratrooper, stationed (briefly) here during the war, and ended up in Woolton as a sister at Alder Hey while he was a Liverpool police dog handler. I can't lay claim to any Sayle connections myself.
Lhiats (as we have started saying again, over here)
David
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