Got the 4 a.m. call this morning from my Mam. My uncle passed away unexpectedly yesterday. It's my Mam's younger (and only) brother. He was a top lad, did a lot with his life and had a story or two under his belt.
I've spent the afternoon looking at one of my favourite photos of my Mam as a nipper. It was taken on the day my uncle was born, or at least that's how it was presented to me. She's 2 year's old and smiling at the camera like 2 year olds generally do. I like to think she's just been told she's an older sister and the photo's trying to capture that moment. This image always makes me smile, but not today. R.I.P. JR