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Wayne is a polymath who was born at a very early age and, quite impressively, has not died yet-something he considers to be a notable achievement.
He joined Freemasonry in 2006, the Holy Royal Arch in 2007, the S.R.I.A. in 2012, and the Ancient & Accepted Rite in 2013. In 2011, Wayne became the Master of Llannerch Lodge and has spent fourteen of the following fifteen years in one chair or another. His commitment to Masonry is extensive. He was a founding member of the Widows Sons North Wales chapter, served as the Provincial Webmaster for five years, the Assistant Provincial Mentor for five years, and was part of the Membership Pathways Team also for five years. Additionally, Wayne was an active member of the North Wales Association of Masonic Study for eight years, as both a Speaker and committee member, he has also been giving talks across several provinces since 2017.
Wayne is also a fervent supporter of the Blood Bikes Wales charity, dedicating his time and effort to this vital cause, raising over £50,000 from talks and presentations.
Put simply Wayne is A Blood Biker, A CodeNinja, A Gamer, A Hacker, A Blogger, A Writer & Poet, A Speaker, A Freemason, A Rosicrucian, A Reader, A Spod, A Son, An Uncle, A Brother, A Man, AN INDIVIDUAL!
From the Pen of Wayne Owens
Recent News & Blog Posts
Partial Solar Eclipse 2026
Yesterday evening the sky decided to put on a show. A partial solar eclipse swept across the UK, the first since 1999, back when we had dial‑up internet, and thought a Nokia 3210 was the height of technological wizardry. The next one won’t grace our shores until 2091,...
National Book Lovers Day 2026
Today is National Book Lovers Day, that curious unofficial holiday designed to encourage bibliophiles to celebrate reading and literature, or perhaps to nudge the non‑readers gently toward the nearest bookshelf. I’ll be honest: this particular holiday has always...
Three Daniel Owen Festival Lectures 2020-2024
The newest book by Robert Lomas has just landed on my doorstep, delivered with all the solemn ceremony the postman could muster, and that means my holiday reading is officially sorted. There is something wonderful about that moment when a long awaited book arrives...
St Swithin’s day – 2026
St Swithin has always been one of those saints who feels less like a figure from a dusty manuscript and more like a quiet companion who walks beside us through the British summer. His day arrives every fifteenth of July, slipping into the calendar with a kind of...
BBW – Pub Quiz
This evening a merry little band of us made our way to the Bridge Inn in Llangollen, summoned by the promise of a cheque and the even stronger promise of cold drinks. The pub had raised two hundred and fifty pounds for Blood Bikes Wales through their weekly quizzes,...
Remembering the bloodiest day in the history of the British Army
A day like this asks for stillness. It asks for the kind of quiet that settles over the hills of North Wales when the wind finally pauses and the world seems to hold its breath. Today marks the anniversary of the bloodiest day in the history of the British Army, the...
Heatwaves, Headlines, and Historical Amnesia
All week the news has been DOOMSAYING that we’re living through “record‑breaking weather the likes of which we have never seen before.” Yet this morning a memory popped up on Facebook from eight years ago, Wales sitting at 39°C, and me slowly roasting like a Welsh...
Final Meeting of the Season (Rosicrucian #5)
The Saturday sun was already blazing when I abandoned my precious lie in and pointed the car back toward England. Everything seems sunny at the moment, sunny and far too hot, as though the weather itself has joined some grand cosmic conspiracy. This time the road...
A New Order
The heat hit like a wall the moment I stepped outside, the kind of shimmering, impossible hundred‑degree blaze that makes a man question every life choice that involves wool, lining, and a tie. Yet there I was, stubborn as ever, armouring myself in a suit and setting...
Installation and the Holy Grail… Maybe (Rosicrucian #4)
This evening carried that familiar blend of quiet anticipation and gentle chaos that seems to follow me around the Rosicrucian world. I made my way to Clwyd College at Mostyn for what turned out to be my fourth Rosicrucian gathering this month, a detail that suggests...
Government Heat Warning
As I swelter under this oppressive never seen before heat, I find myself glaring upward at the strange and mysterious ball of fire that has taken up residence in our clear cloud free skies. Thirty seven degrees tomorrow. Thirty seven. I live in Wales for goodness...
Happy Summer Solstice, friends.
Today we celebrate the Longest Day, the Brightest Fire, the Oldest Magic. Today the sun reaches its proudest height, pausing at the crown of the sky like a golden king surveying his realm. That moment, the solstice, from the Latin solstitium, “the sun stands still”...