This is a kind of report.
A diary, that I wrote almost every day when I went to Brendan Coveney’s funerals in Carrigaline, Ireland, last week of June 2016, on behalf of Nuxeo and other friends, at 4D. Since Nuxeo sent me there, I wanted to write something about this journey, so people I represent know what I did on behalf of them. Well. Don’t panic: Not everything I did and said was on behalf of Nuxeo.
