Brian - Paddy O

They found him one morning in his armchair by the window, a half-drunk cup of tea beside him, the radio playing a crackly tune from Galway. The coroner said heart failure. Everyone who knew Paddy said the same thing: his heart didn’t fail. It just decided it had told enough stories.

What made Paddy extraordinary wasn’t his luck. It was his philosophy. He believed that most people went through life looking for the point of things, when they should be looking for the gaps . The gaps, he said, were where the music snuck in. The five minutes between rain showers. The pause before a laugh. The silent half-second when a lie turns back into a truth. Paddy O Brian

So here’s to Paddy O’Brian — the rogue, the listener, the man who knew that the best stories are the ones left a little unfinished. If you ever find yourself in a pub and hear a quiet laugh from a corner table, lift your glass. He might still be there, in the gaps. They found him one morning in his armchair