Tribute to Martin O’Donovan

It's hard to believe it's been a year since we last spoke and shared such an unforgettable night filled with laughter, drinks, and great company. I still laugh thinking about you trying to sneak as much alcohol as possible into Lee's glass without him noticing. That evening ended with me going home with a huge smile on my face, only to wake up to devastating news the next day. Looking back, I cherish the memories of our childhood adventures at Nan's house, getting up to mischief, climbing trees to running through the flats and running in and out of by the pub. Those are memories that I will always treasure.