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In 1987, I had returned from the US to apply / renew a visa and was in town when the 'hurricane' came through. To be precise, I was in Dunollie Rd, Kentish Town that morning, leaving the house around 6am to travel by train to my dad's house in North Wembley. Although still inebriated, hadn't got to bed until 2am ish(drinking in a pub at the end of Gerard St), I was blown away at the surreal sights when leaving the house, chimneys down, tiles, slates, scaffolding poles etc all over the road. The matrix board at Kentish Town Underground was just a row of blinking lights, and still being unaware of the widespread chaos, I popped back upstairs and got a mini cab from the office a few doors down. Long story short, it was just as well I had a black cab drivers' knowledge of Northwest London as we'd never have made it back with the man I had behind the wheel. Got in the door, dads on the phone, tells me it hadn't stopped ringing since 5.30am, tells me to start up the van, we had loads of estimates to do...that's when the penny dropped. I asked the Old Man how he was fixed for dough, me then telling him how much I could lay my hands in a hurry - we drove to Donoghue's yard in Cricklewood, I asked how much roofing materials they had in stock, then how much they had in a storage facility in West London, whereupon I enquired what would the damage be for the lot? Bloke behind the desk was slightly taken aback when I announced we were taking everything, and a couple of thousand bricks for chimney work. While others estimated then clamoured for supplies, we coined it. One of the best business decision's I ever made, needless to say, my return to the US was delayed.
Apologies, have posted this long-winded story before on other mediums.
Reilly's main sporting interest is the Cincinnati Reds baseball club. I had a good look when he came on board and, like others, it was difficult to find out much about him. Though I did find three places of residence and some business interests, he does appear to be a man who enjoys his privacy.
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