Greetings & Salutations!
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
Sisyphean Roadworks
On my way home last night I saw something that made me do a double take, and was such a bizarre concept that I felt I had to share it with you. Part of my daily commute currently passes “Mobile Repairs“. And No before you ask, that does not mean they repair mobile...
Who said Romance Was Dead?
You cant beat a “good ole family barn raising“. Well, technically there were no barn’s raised, or any barns at all really. And the closet thing to an Amish was a tall blond in skin-tight jodhpurs who walked past at one point. (What is it about boots & Tight...
I Love the smell of Estrogen In the Morning!
WOW. Its all I can say, WOW. I am experiencing a mixture of 60% Shock and 40% Anger, With a small sprinkling of Homicidal Tendencies on top. I’d not seen the Governor all day in the Asylum. I’d heard slight grumblings coming from down the corridor but that was it. ...
Technology 1:Old Skool 0
Last night was LOI. And it was a good evening, well OK. It was a good evening apart from a case of “Too many cooks spoil the broth!” which I may talk about in a different post. Someone remind me about it. Just before the end of the evening (We were doing a 1st) during...
Managing the Unmanageable: Or Herding Cats
A nervous air of expectancy tinged with an edge of fear hangs over the quiet room, as a group of people sit on old school chairs arranged in a circle. Slowly one of the group stands up, looking at the faces of those around him, making sure not to make eye contact. He...
Schrodinger’s Snow
I have a new theory! R: “You say you have a new theory about the brontosaurus.?“ W: “errr No. I said I had a new theory! nobody mentioned a brontosaurus.“ R: “Right, Got You… So What’s your theory about the brontosaurus.?“ W: “Arrrrrggghhhhh!” ::sigh:: “OK, This...
Bloody Small Yappy Dogs!
While most of you were spending the weekend celebrating either “Valentines Day” or the “Chinese New Year” I was not celebrating, Not even Wales winning the Rugby could cheer me up. You see I had to get rid of one of my Dogs the weekend. I have (or Had) Two large...
Don’t go out tonight, It’s bound to take your life. There’s a bad moon on the rise.
Last night I did something I regret, now I am not going to go into the details as to why I did what I did since the reasons are slightly questionable on the legal front. I will only say in my defence I did it to be Helpful and nice to someone else. “What was it I...
It’s this stupid movie. It’s called “Coffins from Hell.”
Just a quickie post: The Blog equivalent of a Knee trembler on the fire-escape at the back of a night club. Or if you was a Tiv Regular back in “the good ole days!” then a quick visit to that middle floor seating area. Hang on… I’ve gone of topic slightly, and to be...
Time Waits for No Man. But What if he doesn’t turn up?
The Masonic Season starts again this month, And last night I was dutifully at Rehearsals. Well it was needed as everyone moved up a rung on the ladder at the last meeting, and this is the first ceremony we will do in our new positions. So We all start turning up at...
I saw the Devil ice-skating to work
I have been thinking, and am a bit confused. R: “A Bit?“ W: “OK. I’m often confused. I just figured I’d type out my confusion and at the same time send out a call to arms!.” For the last several years you would have to have been living as a hermit is a small cave on...
Somebody Shoot Busby
I wonder if there is any of the old “Busby” Puppets/Models/Anything still around I could get my hands on, and then film its destruction by the use of Thermite. I think something along those lines defiantly needs doing, as the Fat Yellow BarSteward is currently the...