Since his passing, the factory has fallen into disrepair.
Older inhabitants of the Isle of Man speak of spirits and evil connected to the site.
It's rumoured that the tiny three-legged Martians - who made up the illegal immigrant workforce - turned feral.
Local government inspectors dare not enter the premises. The last one went mad and attacked a hot dog stand on the beach front at Douglas.
But what we do know, is that Mr. Kneale made exceedingly good sweets...
(with thanks to Paul Hayes for his proof reading skills on Twitter)
STOP PRESS: 30/7/2015 Uncle Ben released this into supermarkets in the 70s. Sadly, there were no survivors.
(with thanks to Paul A. Murphy on Twitter)