My Uncle Charlie passed away last week in Connemara. He was my Mums Uncle - the youngest of 10 children of my Mamo (great grandmother) so more like my parents age. He was a character and in his Eulogy one of his best friends said that when you said Charlie, no body had to ask was it Charlie O' Malley. Everyone knew. He played so many Irish Musical Instruments that it always astounded me. He spun faster than anyone I knew in Irish Dancing. He loved his wife, children and grandchildren and the world has lost a lot in him not being here anymore.
I told my cousin that on the 7th day God created characters like my Uncle Charlie to keep him entertained in Heaven with his stories, music and laughter - otherwise would be full of altar lickers and holy joes and be a boring place all together. Good night Uncle Charlie - you will be missed - may the sod always lie gently above you.