I just heard that the legendary portrush bon viveur and nightclub owner James Kelly died recently.
I'm sure some of you north antrim exiles will have a few tales to tell about the great man!
RIP mate. In your own immortal words "Get it down ye! that beer won't drink itself!"
Aww man - my ma even remembers him from when she went to the club! He probably hadn't changed that white jeans/leather waistcoat combo in years.
It always cracked me up that he put giant photos of our school rugby team on the walls in there, 95% of whom were underage to be drinking in the club, although does it matter as James was always handing out the booze for free? Hell of a place when he was runnin it.