With thoughts filled with memories of mischief and tunes, there stood a lad, his heart heavy but lit up by the flicker of fond reminiscing. With shaky hands and a voice choked up, he raised a pint to his dear brother, whose sudden farewell left a big ol' gap in their shared journey. As the echoes of their childhood jams floated around, he cheered for his brother, the real music whizz, whose tunes weren't just notes but the heartbeat of their good old days, full of laughs and dreams. Though they're apart now, their melodies still dance together, a forever jam that's as tight as can be. Here's to the master of memories, forever rockin' in the harmony of brotherly love. Cheers, Leon. You will be forever missed but we will make sure you music lives on for Niamh to know of your genius. Love Chris