Coronation Street and Mrs Brown's Boys star Frank Grimes dead aged 78 following a short illness
It's thought that he passed away on Friday August 1, surrounded by his family.
The Irish Cultural Centre in London announced his death and said Grimes was 'one of Ireland's greatest actors.'
In a tribute, they said he was 'so warm hearted, full of Dublin wit and charm in abundance and he had a beautiful sparkle in his eyes.
'We know that Ireland has lost one of it's truly great actors, the vintage of which is so rare and may never ever be matched again.
'We are so sad to have to say goodbye to Frank, but we are also so blessed to have known him, to have worked with him and seen him perform.;
They continued: 'We send our sincere condolences to his wife Ginnette, his daughter Tilly, his son Andrew, his 7 grandchildren and to all his extended family.
'We also send our condolences to all of Frank's friends and loved ones - May Frank sleep easy now and Rest In Peace.'
Frank made his first appearance as Barry Connor in Coronation Street in 2008.
He appeared in more than 50 episodes of the popular drama before leaving the show in 2015.
He also starred in Mrs Brown's Boys as well as The Outsider and Blind Justice.
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