Billionaire Englishman who deserves praise

Give him credit for what he did with the first load of scrap sheet metal he bought in 1945.

With a certain baroness departed from the scene, and Anglo-Irish history being dissected on all sides, I would like, from the sidelines, to pay full tribute to a forgotten Englishman whom we have never fully acknowledged for great service right up to the present day, to generations of Irish men and women, especially farmers and other manual working men.

I refer to the man whose friends called him Joey, whose granny called him Cyril, whose uncle called useless, and who was a failed Brylcreem salesman in postwar England.