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This was a man who could tell the time of day by the position of the sun, or, if indoors, the shadows on the wall. Favouring his own particular

Tom and the missus circa 1880
ot entirely sure why Tom got the nickname The Horn.
And not entirely sure that we want to know.
Actually, we went and checked, and it turns out our boy had some powerful lungs on him – which gave Tom something of an advantage when it came to shouting the odds at Bray’s monthly first Wednesday fair.

Tom’s Rest
Up until 1911, Tom ‘The Horn’ Thumb lived at Templecarrig Lodge in Windgates, later moving to a new labourer’s cottage at 52 Lower Windgates. That’s Tom, above, with his wife, outside Templecarrig back in 1880. A stonemason who worked extensively in the area – helping build the boundary wall around Lord Meath’s estate on the Little Sugar Loaf, for example – with a wall on Tom Sutton’s farm at Lower Calary named after him; Horner’s Wall.
Claiming to descend from the same Ballymanus family that gave the world Irish rebel Billy Byrne – hanged in Wicklow gaol for his part in the 1798 rebellion – Tom certainly had the Fighting Irish blood in his veins.
One much-loved party trick saw Tom trailing his coat behind him, daring anyone to tread on it – thus ensuring themselves a major barney.
This was a man who could tell the time of day by the position of the sun, or, if indoors, the shadows on the wall. Favouring his own particular
‘twist’ of tobacco in his clay pipe, Tom [just like his son, Tommy, right] was also fond of a drink of an evenin’, taking his donkey and cart on a regular basis into a Bray town hall pub. Always returning a few hours later without anything even remotely resembling road sense, or sense of direction, Tom would famously flop himself onto the back of the cart, and let his trusty donkey do the rest.
Once home, his wife – affectionately known in the area as Granny Byrne – would have to haul her husband from the cart and into the bed.
Tom ‘The Horn’ Byrne died on January 9th, 1926, his body buried in the old graveyard in Kilcoole.
His exit from this world needed that trademark twist, of course, Tom’s coffin having to be taken out through his bedroom window after the angle of the door proved too sharp.
![Mrs Mary Ann James [1871-1947], daughter of Tom 'The Horn' Byrne Source David Paine (680x1024)](http://greystonesguide.ie/wp-content/uploads/Mrs-Mary-Ann-James-1871-1947-daughter-of-Tom-The-Horn-Byrne-Source-David-Paine-680x1024-680x1024.jpg)
Daughter Mary Ann Janes [1871-1947]

Nellie – wife of Tom’s son, Larry – and her daughter, Mary
![Sister Miss Mary Ann Byrne [1837-1907] Source Derek Paine (721x1024)](http://greystonesguide.ie/wp-content/uploads/Sister-Miss-Mary-Ann-Byrne-1837-1907-Source-Derek-Paine-721x1024-721x1024.jpg)
Sister Miss Mary Ann Byrne

Mrs Lizzie Byrne and Miss Mary Ann Byrne
ot entirely sure why Tom got the nickname The Horn.
And not entirely sure that we want to know.
‘twist’ of tobacco in his clay pipe, Tom [just like his son, Tommy, right] was also fond of a drink of an evenin’, taking his donkey and cart on a regular basis into a Bray town hall pub. Always returning a few hours later without anything even remotely resembling road sense, or sense of direction, Tom would famously flop himself onto the back of the cart, and let his trusty donkey do the rest.
Once home, his wife – affectionately known in the area as Granny Byrne – would have to haul her husband from the cart and into the bed.
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Another piece of Tom’s stonework can be seen at the top of Windgates hill. A long stone ledge juts out onto the footpath outside Mitchell’s cottage on the right hand side looking toward Bray. This is all that remains visible of what was a stone seat, perfectly placed for the weary walker after a heavy trek up from Redford. The full seat was visible up until about 10 years ago, when the wall was extended across it. Before that the seat was set back into the wall. According to my Aunt Kitty, Tom’s Granddaughter, it was built at the behest of Mr. Morris of Rathdown Cottage, now Fisher’s farm. There was no footpath at the top of the hill when the seat was built, which explains why the seat appears to be unusually low. The road itself would also have been built up since then.
Check it out next time you’re walking to Bray, but forget about sitting on it!