This quote does not really fit into the North/South or Celtic/Norse threads but I find it quite intruiging:
“How the wind howls! It has now been at it for some three weeks, and there is no sign of a change. That is the Manx climate. I remember when I never noticed it; but long familiarity with the effeminate skies of England has made me sensitive. O for a bit of the primitive hardihood! The capacity of roughing it.”
Letter from the Rev. T.E. Brown to S.T. Irwin, 18 September 1892. In Irwin, Sidney T., ed. Letters of Thomas Edward Brown. Vol. i. 2 vols. London: Archibald Constable, 1900.