When we were young and at school we always used to get sent in with pigtails decorated in green, white and gold ribbons and a green badge with either a shamrock or harp on it. Then, ( keep in mind I went to a catholic school with lots of Irish people) at assembly we would all put on our Irish dancing dresses and do jigs and reels for our other school friends, there was usually at least one boy who also danced which was a novelty. Then the musicians would play some diddly diddly tunes and everyone would dance around the room, girls on one side and boys on the other!
So today my first plan is to get a lunch time beverage to take the edge off the pain in my head. Then after work get into some proper worshipping of the Saint, somewhere called THE PUB. I feel quite like I have to take lead on this as I am probably the most Irish person I know apart from Claire but I don’t have any actual friends with Irish accents which seems a right shame. I might continuously ring the pub because they all had really strong Irish accents, the man with the northern Irish accent better be hot coz he definitely had a ‘sex’ voice. Never the less I am sure tomorrow will tell a few more stories!
If you would like to do some further research into Saint Patrick, the man who gave me my middle name then you can see quite a concise entry on wikipedia: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Saint_Patrick or you can just go down the pub and raise a glass to him.
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