The old people said there was an enchanted island south-west of the Calf of Man, and it was seen once in seven years, when Old May Day was on Sunday. Some one of the name of Onny Vadrill was the last one that saw it; but it is often cloudy in the morning in May, and the people used to be looking for it for many years. --Manx Notes and Queries, ed. C. Roeder; 1904

For Ros and Katy, who were there

Inside the lantern there was only light, and the hot rich smell of burning oil.

There was nothing else to put in about today.