This site is dedicated to the memory of Gwen.
Gwen was born in Vienna on August 28, 1924 and died in Dublin on January 30, 2016. She is a much loved and will always be remembered by her family, friends and those whose lives she touched.
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Thoughts
I remember Gwen fondly. Memories go back to Sophie and me hitching our ponies up in the Dundrum garden and Gwen appearing to see us off as we set out for a ride. Also on holiday in a French village as a teenager, when Gwen was a kind and considerate hostess and deputy mum to me. I remember how well she spoke French, and also her taking a keen interest in the arts and music.
Later, visiting Ireland with my own children, Gwen would invite us all round for an elaborate tea with her and Gordon. Not long after Gordon passed away, she invited me for lunch at her home in Belgrave Square, and I was very touched by her going to so much trouble.
When I remember Gwen, I think of someone who was cultured, intelligent, elegant, vivacious and caring, and who had the ability to transcend generations. I will miss her.
Catherine Redden
Catherine
9th March 2016
Dear Mum
We hold you close within our hearts
And there you shall remain
To walk with us throughout our lives
Until we meet again
So rest in peace dear loved one
And thanks for all you’ve done
We pray that God has given you
The crown you’ve truly won
Poem by Fr Anthony Darragh, chaplain, St. James' Hospital
26th February 2016
Memorial for Gwenny
I always knew Gwen as Gwenny, a powerful and fiercely loving figure in my life. She features in my earliest memories. Building snowmen in her garden, her cat, Murphy, her sneaking sweets to me. She was someone who I confided in, who tried to understand me, and who unconditionally accepted me and believed in me. She has made an indelible imprint on my life, and I will always love and miss her.
Florence Hartigan, granddaughter
From Florence on 4/02/2016
Candles
Thinking of you with love this mothers Day x
Lit by Sophie x on 10th May 2020
Mum - I carry you in my heart and think of you everyday - things you liked, things you said and most of all the love you gave me. I miss you and wish you were still with us here, enjoying the warm sun on your face and the gentle sea breeze as we walk along the beach together. I love you x
Lit by Sophie on 1st February 2020
Death is nothing at all.
I have only slipped away to the next room.
I am I and you are you.
Whatever we were to each other,
That, we still are...
Laugh as we always laughed
at the little jokes we enjoyed together.
Play, smile, think of me. Pray for me.
Let my name be ever the household word
that it always was.
Let it be spoken without effect.
Without the trace of a shadow on it...
Henry Scott Holland
Lit by Sophie on 15th February 2016
