Mick was the sort of uncle every family needs
always good for a beer
Glass never half empty – “it was bloody half full”
life was to be enjoyed.
with finesse, success and zest.
He fell unexpectedly and swiftly ill
disarmingly confessing to too much
“ drink enough water it will kill a man.”
A brief service
religion not necessary
a tab on the bar at the local afterwards
err… ah… um… one question
cremation or burial ?