So it is a year since you left us mate. And yet it is still like yesterday we found out the terrible news. It is impossible to condense a year full of thoughts on this into a brief sentence, so all I will say is sleep tight mate. The world is a much sadder place since your passing. God bless you dear friend. I will have a beer for you, in one of your Aspell glasses tonight, once I finish another shift on the railways. Ar dheis Dé go raibh a h'anam dílis.