Dia is Mhuire díobh go léir a cáirde and welcome to my Report.
Yet another Horse Show is over at the Mighty Green Glens and the story is the same every time. Both judges and competitors always say that they prefer our local venue to that of the much publicised Dublin Show. They love the homeliness and convenience of it all. Free nearby parking ,very important, plenty of food outlets etc. Accommodation has changed a lot in recent years and the awful years of the pandemic let many things hanging mid-air but our shows continue to be held. It raises the spirit to see the big lorries arriving and leaving and people ringing around to see who has a bed to let. For a night or perhaps more if a horse qualifies. Being with it since the very beginning, I can’t believe that I didn’t go to the Show this time. Age is having it’s effects. But apart from that we had some funerals over the same period.
Our lovely Eansie Twomey passed away and not only have we lost a lovely lady, but we have also lost a lovely name. Nobody that we ever knew had the name Eansie. Maybe it was one of those names which was said by a little child who could not get her name right. We all know of pet names which grew out of such a beginning. A granddad called Mick, that I know today is called Gugu by his little granddaughter. Somebody else called her big sister Mary, Shonny. It bears no resembelance to the proper title, but to the ability of a little child ,it’s the best they can do. Very often the name stuck, maybe it was the same with Eansie.
For all of her 88 years Eansie lived at the Bridge in Millstreet. Her Dad Danny Kelleher had a fine duel purpose shop in the dip of the town. A high class drapery on one side and groceries on the other. You could buy a new coat at one counter and a box of tea at the other. He employed a number of crafted young men who made suits for the men of the locality. Eansie’s mother died when she was ten. So she grew up in a man’s world. An only girl, she had two brothers, one with special needs and as there was no place for such cases in those days. Paul was kept at home and cared for. Eansie gave up many pursuits in her life to help her Dad care for him. She took him with her to every carnival, circus, pictures and so on, extraordinary for a girl of her age. All her life she maintained a calm, pleasant demeaner. Always a joy to meet and after she became widowed and her family grown and gone. She continued on in the same way. Just to borrow a couple of lines from Christy Moore’s song, Bright Blue Rose.
She was the perfect creature,
Natural in every Feature.
That was our lovely Eansie. There was a great gathering after her funeral of friends and relations who came back to Millstreet for her funeral and to renew old acquaintances and photos and phone numbers. She would have loved it. Rest in Peace Eansie.
Last week brought another shock when the popular Denis,(Denny) Cronin, Main Street died suddenly in the afternoon at his home in the Main Street as Horse Boxes of every size thundered past on their way to the Green Glens. Again he is someone that we will greatly miss. His friendly ways and cheerful spirit endeared him to all. When he and his lovely Maura had the shop in place of the Post Office of yester year, it was lovely to call in and if you bought nothing, you were sure of a great reception, a smile or a belly laugh as you left. Denny was very well known as the crowd who attended his requiem showed, His profile was flashed all over the world when he worked at the world renowned Blarney Castle. There in his own inimitable way he helped the tourists of the world to achieve their ultimate dream, to Kiss the Blarney Stone.
May the Good Lord give Eansie and Denny and all the others who have passed away here in the recent past, Eternal Rest.
The experts are telling us that the summer is coming and it’s going to be hot. Better late than never, but with time running out for young people, it’s no surprise to get a hot spell just as they go back to school. It always seems to happen. In the past children were given time out when the warm weather came after the schools opened.
I’m told you shouldn’t feed the birds in Summer but I’m loathe to obey the rule because they bring such life to my patio when they come to feed. They fight hard for their bit and you have to enjoy the battles that go on between them when too many come at one time.
Here are the results of this weeks lotto draw which was held on Sunday night. Numbers drawn were 3,5,9,30 and the Jackpot was not won. €100 went to Lisa O’Callaghan, Drishane View. The seller was Tom Carroll and he got €50 sellers prize. €50 went to Chris @Duggans Steel. €20 each to Noreen Burke. c/o Annm Burke, Lucy & Sean Wiseman, c/o Colemans, Jim Broxtom, Cloghoula Celeste Buckley c/o Colemans, Humphry Hickey. c/o The Bush Bar, Hannah ,Eileen, Connie, Conor & Denis c/o O’Regans Mills, Denis Cronin, Drishane Rd, Siun, Caoimhe & Roisin McCarthy c/o Joan Casey. Jackpot for next week €11.400 Draw August 21st.
The berry season is in full swing ,don’t miss this chance to stock up with a free supply for the coming winter. The media is a great place to source jam pots or to share you extra fruits or vegs or tomatoes with others. When dead heading your flowers and shrubs save the seeds heads to be planted elsewhere. They don’t always come up next season. I have a treasured bloom which didn’t come up last year but joys of joys it’s back with a bang. The garden never fails to surprise.
World peace and other global problems need our prayers so please keep up the prayers. We have Eucharistic Adoration in our Church every Tuesday from 10.30 am to 7.30pm. Pray there or pick your own time to pray day or night. Above all please spare a little time for God.
The deferred annual Vintage Day in Cullen will be held this Sunday August 27 with all the usual attractions. Please give them your best support.
Agus sinn abfuil a cairde Slán is Beannacht Dé libh go léir.
Lovely write up