Mic Christopher

Today is the twentieth anniversary of the death of Mic Christopher.

I knew Mic during the '90s when he worked on and off as a courier; sometimes on a bicycle and sometimes on a motorcycle. Like many other couriers he would take time off to do his own thing and return to courier work as it suited him. He was good humoured and humble and he was well liked. Everyone knew he was in a band, but he never talked about it so nobody thought anything much of it.

The last time I met him was on a warm, sunny late-summer evening in 2001. He pulled up alongside me at a set of traffic lights near the Customs House. I hadn't seen him in a long time and I'd heard through the grapevine that he'd broken his back in a crash. We pulled over to the pavement, dismounted and had a smoke and a catch-up in the sunshine.

He was his usual cheerful self as he told me about the accident and his recovery. He went on to say that he was done with courier life, for good this time and that he was going on tour in Europe. He was enthusiastic and optimistic about it and as we parted, he gave me his courier bag and his Dublin A-Z saying he didn't need them any more. And then with a wave, he took off into the traffic and was gone.

It's a lovely memory of a lovely guy.

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