Patrick McCarthy now there's a name I've not heard in a long time. My name would have been mud with him in the early 80's when I was called as the lead witness in a case over a mis-installed Sperry AH in EI-BHI. The owner refused to pay the repair bill for the AH after it caught fire en-route to his home after being 'serviced'. In their wisdom IH decided to take their client to court. The client just happened to be one of the country's leading attorneys and, needless to say, IH were .. well how can one put it - not successful.
One day at Ballydoyle stables in Tipperary (probably 1980) an Orange 206 came batting in (the driver's flying reminded me of the late Chalky White) but it was a chap named John Barnicle (an American I believe). As it happened I was to ride with him back to Westpoint (Dublin) where I was to meet my godfather who was bringing back EI-BFK (Vincent O'Brien's 206) from maintenance.
Barnicle had this routine worked-out of lighting a cigarette by leaning forward to the cyclic where his right hand held a match or lighter. Personally I always found that wedging the cyclic between one's knees enabled one to do something or other for a few seconds but there we are, we each have our quirks!