Slipping increasingly rapidly downhill and into middle age, I presented Mandate - the island's premier daily news and current affairs programme - for exactly five years before moving to the more sociable Talking Heads lunchtime slot. That means no more getting up just after 5am and having no social life - hopefully!
Born and dragged up in and around Manchester, I first came to the island on holiday as a child - my late uncle, butcher Bill Brogden had shops in Ramsey and later in Douglas in the early 1960's.
Later, as head of my own modest corporate communications empire, I flew over for long weekends after qualifying as a private pilot in 1985.
In 1997 I opted for an easier lifestyle and moved to Douglas as a marketing services freelancer, but there wasn't much work in that field, so I drove a taxi (my first proper job) and talked my way into Manx Radio, initially as Holiday Relief Bloke. I've done most shows at one time or another, but I now take up residency on-air from 12-2pm weekdays for Talking Heads. After almost 18 years here I've gone native - I certainly feel more Manx than I ever identified with being a Mancunian. Rest assured that plenty of real Manx people have told me (repeatedly) that there IS a boat in the morning!
With three fabulous and talented grown-up daughters (I offered them money NOT to make me a grandparent any time soon, but they took it and still made me a grandad) I'm still looking for a girlfriend who just about fits 'the official formula', which is allegedly half your age plus seven.
Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming: "wow, what a ride!!"