Dad

'My father had an extraordinary affection for me. He was the silliest man I ever knew and yet cruelly shrewd. He thought and talked of me up to his last breath. I was very fond of him always, being a sinner myself, and even liked his faults... I got from him his portraits, a waistcoat, a good tenor voice, and an extravagant licentious disposition (out of which, however, the greater part of any talent I may have springs).' - James Joyce upon his father's death

This blog is dedicated to and about my Dad RC who passed away on 8th January of a massive heart attack. This is where I will post all about him starting with the traumatic experience of coping with his sudden death.