In her 96th year and predeceased by her parents William and Catherine Ward, beloved husband Pat, brothers Malachy and John, sisters Carmel and Therese; Mrs O’Shea passed away peacefully, while in the care of staff at the Community Hospital of the Assumption, Thurles, surrounded by her loving family.
Her passing is most deeply regretted, sadly missed and lovingly remembered by her sorrowing family; sons Seamus, Kevin, Donal and Colm, daughters Deirdre and Eileen, daughters-in-law Carol, Niamh, Sharyn and Nicola, sons-in-law Neil and Ger, sisters Máire, Kay and Rosaleen, 13 grandchildren Adam, Conor, Caoimhe, Nessa, Ben, Aoife, Kieran, Aoibhinn, Martha, Saoirse, Fionán, Siún and Dáire, nieces, nephews, sisters-in-law, brother-in-law, extended relatives, neighbours and friends.
For those persons who are unable to attend the funeral service for Mrs O’Shea, same can be viewed streamed live online, HERE.
The extended O’Shea and Ward families wish to express their appreciation for your understanding at this difficult time, and have made arrangements for those persons wishing to send messages of condolence, to use the link shown HERE.
Note Please: Family flowers only, donations in lieu, if desired, to the Community Hospital of the Assumption, Thurles.
The family of Mrs O’Shea wish to sincerely thank everyone who has helped, supported and cared for the deceased, over the last number of years.
Many of the traffic bollards or road posts on view here on the streets of Thurles, Co. Tipperary; same recently fashioned to represent unserviceable cannon guns, first used as early as the 17th century, (“Iron Gunns Broken sett into ye ground”).
A lot of these redundant old iron cannon guns were sold for scrap by the Royal Navy or by civilian ships such as whalers and merchantmen, before being recycled to use as bollards by Civil authorities. While for the most part these scrapped canon guns were used in England and France, examples can also be found here in Ireland e.g. Cork City. Businesses also bought them, when they needed road posts, as scrap cannons were cheaper than purpose-made stone bollards. These road stops were created by burying one end or other into the ground; the muzzle end uppermost closed by a cannon ball to keep out water, while the breech end of these redundant iron cannon was used pointing uppermost, to tie-up/moor ships alongside quays and river banks.
Modern replica bollards in the shape of old cannon guns, located on Slievenamon Road (N62) and on Bohernanave (Off the R660), in Thurles, Co. Tipperary.
The last few nights, here in Thurles, Co. Tipperary, brought the first of this Autumn’s expected and forecasted ground frost; which brings me to supposedly explain the commonly used phrase, “It is cold enough to freeze the balls of a brass monkey”. Supposedly, on the decks of early sail going war-ships, in the 16th to 18th centuries, it was the practice to put iron cannon balls on a dimpled brass plate called a ‘monkey’. Here they could be piled into a 5 row high pyramid shape, ready for use. However, due to very cold temperatures this dimpled brass plate would contract sufficiently to cause the iron cannon balls to roll out of this brass holder. While this is the commonly used explanation for this phrase, physics does not stand up to accurate scrutiny. Such cannon shot was never left exposed to the elements, where it could rust. Rust could lead to the ball not flying true to target or to become jammed in the muzzle or trunnion area, thus causing the gun to explode. Also, because of rough boat rocking seas, it would have been highly unlikely, that such cannonball storage practises would ever have been entertained in real life, on board any sea going warship.
Lyrics: American singer-songwriter and Nobel laureate, Bob Dylan(Robert Allen Zimmerman). Vocals: American country singer and songwriter, Garth Brooks(Troyal Garth Brooks).
Make You Feel My Love.
When the rain’s blowing in your face, And the whole world is on your case, I would offer you a warm embrace, To make you feel my love. The evening shadows and the stars appear, And there is no one to dry your tears, I could hold you for a million years, To make you feel my love. Though you haven’t made your mind up yet, But I would never do you wrong, I’ve known it from the moment that we met, No doubt in my mind where you belong. I’d go hungry, I’d go black and blue, I’d go crawling down the avenue, There ain’t nothing that I wouldn’t do, To make you feel my love. Storms are raging on a rolling sea, Down the highway of regret. The winds of change are blowing wild and free, yeah, But you ain’t seen nothing like me yet. There ain’t nothing that I wouldn’t do, Go to the ends of the earth for you, Make you happy, make your dreams come true, To make you feel my love.
Pre-deceased by her parents, daughter Mary and sister Anne; Mrs Glynn passed away peacefully, surrounded by her family, while in the care of staff at Our Lady’s Hospice, Harold’s Cross, Co. Dublin.
Her passing is most deeply regretted, sadly missed and lovingly remembered by her sorrowing family; husband John, daughters Claire and Leah, sons Niall, Peter, Brendan and Martin, brothers Matty and Richard, grandchildren Kate, James, Ella, Matthew, Amelie, Jane, Jessica and Madeleine, daughters-in-law, sons-in-law, nieces, nephews, extended relatives, neighbours and friends. .
Requiescat in Pace.
Funeral Arrangements.
The earthly remains of Mrs Glynn will repose at Grenham’s Funeral Home, St Michaels Square, Ballinasloe, Co. Galway(H53 HK15) on Monday afternoon, October 14th 2024, from 5:00pm until 8:00pm same evening. Her remains will be received into nearby St .Michael’s Church, St Michael’s Square, Ballinasloe, on Tuesday, October 15th 2024, to further repose for Requim Mass at 12:00 noon, followed by interment immediately afterwards in Creagh Cemetery, Creagh Road, Ballinasloe, Co. Galway .
For those persons who are unable to attend the funeral service for Mrs Glynn, same can be viewed streamed live online, HERE.
The extended Glynn and Ryan families wish to express their appreciation for your understanding at this difficult time, and have made arrangements for those persons wishing to send messages of condolence, to use the link shown HERE.
Lyrics: Singer-songwriter Shunie Crampsey. Vocals: Country singer and local radio presenter David James joined by Irish singer, Daniel Francis Noel O’DonnellMBE.
Don’t Take The Good Times For Granted.
I met with an old friend last evening, And I mentioned concerns that I had, About things that unfurled and the ways of the world, And how sometimes it makes me feel sad. I said life can be so complicated, And I’m scared I might lose my way, When a friendly hand pressed on my shoulder, He smiled and I heard him say. Son, don’t take the good times for granted, For things keep on changing each day. Make time to be with the ones that you love, Let nothing stand in your way. We don’t know what waits round the corner, We never know what lies ahead, So, if just for a moment, forget all your troubles, And count all your blessings instead. I often dream of the future, And of all of the things I might do, Son, follow your heart, Cause if you never dream, Your dreams they can never come true. Should you choose a road that’s less travelled, Just know I’ll be there to the end, You’re not just a shoulder to lean on, I thank you for being my friend. Don’t take the good times for granted, For things keep on changing each day, Make time to be with the ones that you love, Let nothing stand in your way. We don’t know what waits round the corner, We never know what lies ahead, So just for a moment forget all your troubles, And count all your blessings instead. So, don’t take the good times for granted, For things keep on changing each day, Make time to be with the ones that you love, Let nothing stand in your way. We don’t know what waits round the corner, We never know what lies ahead, So just for a moment forget all your troubles, And count all your blessings instead. So just for a moment forget all your troubles, And count all your blessings instead.
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