My uncle, Davitt Kelly, died after a cancer battle this morning.
He was one cool fucking dude, and one of the forefathers of Irish pirate radio, set up many stations in the 60s and 70s. Great story about how he saved up all his money to buy a transmitter, but couldn't afford either records or decks, so would just re-transmit whatever UK station he could, and speak whenever he thought the DJ was about to, so he never knew what was coming next!
He caught once in the late 60s, and my grandfather had to go to court on his behalf, to pay the princely sum of one shilling.
RIP, Big D
Sorry to hear that Dudley, sounded like a hell of a character