They say that a proper dram is measured by the generosity of the host, and that a dram of fine whisky and a story often can comfort the soul on cold and dreary afternoons when the wind is up and the sea is high. The Castle Arms Pub, in the very shadow of Castle Rushen, and built as a home for the gaoler of the castle, only later converted to an ale house by the garrison of Castle Rushen, is just such a fine place to listen to the stories and the local gossip, and to enjoy a dram. Pull up a chair and sit down. Thorkell will pour, and if you can weave a tale of interest, a tale of unrest, or a tale of sublime passion, the Tap-Master will be forever at your service, and you will have made a friend. In these podcasts Thorkell will relate some of the hidden folklore and some rare storytelling that he has collected and treasured over the years. Sit by the fire and inhale the salty fog from the sea as it streams in through an open window, but be mindful of the time and that you not walk home alone through the dark shadows of Castletown on moonless nights.