Yesterday evening, as the bar-be-que was about to have a wee fishy placed gently on it, we learned of the passing of a certain Mr Henry McCullough.
No stranger to those in the know, Henry was a very talented musician, playing with none other than Paul McCartney in Wings, among other accolades. He even played with Joe Cocker at Woodstock - there ain't many who had that on their CV.
Our paths crossed briefly many moons ago, as you might recall from an earlier post, when Frankie Miller came to play in The Liberties in the late 70s. Frankie doing his hard-man stare and Henry on his left.
I used to see Henry not so long ago driving around Coleraine, in a big old Jag, always with a big cowboy hat on. Unmistakable rock star. A local lad, made good, gone - as they might say in the NY Times.