Like Christmas for drunks…


I don’t remember the last time I spent the whole of Paddy’s Day in Dublin city centre. There were many many reminders as to why I have tended to avoid the greasy, underage mayhem on Tuesday but with our winning-weather streak continuing this year, we managed to ignore the Oxegen-without-the-bands buzz and enjoy the sunshine in St Stephen’s Green. Of course, the most important part of any St Patrick’s Day is not the parade, the snake hatred or the binge drinking… it’s hanging out with our very own real-life leprechaun, Lawlor. He was born for days like this.

It’s a pity they didn’t have the ceili on Earlsfort Terrace (rumour has it that it was on the previous Sunday) ‘cos I was definitely gonna win. If it was a competition, that is. Instead we wandered to a few pubs after the sun went down and then joined a party in a French friend’s house.

Watching the parade
Watching the parade
Watching the parade
Watching the parade
Stephens Green
Stephen's Green

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