St Patrick's day is a good enough reason to get down the Emerald Isle pub and have a couple of pints of guinness with friends. Any old excuse it seems this winter, football & rugby being the two most common excuses made to have a jar or two.... the pubs screens show it all, our tv in the apartment doesn't (a good excuse I think).
On paddy's day I celebrate the 50% of Sligo blood coursing in my veins. On this day when the music starts I cannot stop my feet from tapping to the beat of the fiddle & Bodhran, as the black stuff flows the feet get a life of their own as I slowly morph into "
Michael Stavros Flatley" . Unfortunately or luckily no photo's survived of this feat.
It was an early start around 15:00 with an interlude at 19:00 for dinner in a nearby restaurant then back to the pub to see out the day.
|Cathy, El, Sue, Wendy, Lesley.|
|Paul made a good Irish version of a country yokel.|
|Double Guinness wenches|
|Quiet period during dinner.|
|Landlords photo of the day|
It's Saturday today and three games of rugby starting with Wales v Italy at 15:30 and finishing with France V England at 21:00.....it's back to the pub.....any excuse!