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Saint Patrick’s Day

Thanks to climate change, the weather is fairly mild this year, which means there weren’t so many blue-thighed obese-children marching in bands, but even one is more than we need, and anyway, what we lack in fat frozen children, we make up for in loud drunken knackers filling the less discerning pubs with double buggies and stuffing their obnoxious offspring with crisps and fizzy drinks.

Long ago, St Patrick’s Day represented some sort of vague, ill-defined celebration of something.  What that something was, people weren’t too clear about, but it involved children buying cheap little badges, grown-ups wearing lumps of clover on their lapels for no obvious reason and local businesses promoting themselves by driving trucks slowly through the city with signs on them.

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 That was the St Patrick’s Day parade, and that was the end of it.  Nobody went out and got hammered.  Nobody threw up in the church — that was reserved for Midnight Mass at Christmas.  People just went home again because, I suppose, they had no money.

Ah, the good old days.

Here’s a few pics from a time when people knew their place.

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After all that excitement, a fellow would need a pint.

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10 replies on “Saint Patrick’s Day”

in the first photo there is what looks like a wall to a builders providers on the right-hand side.
can anyone let me know about it?

is that providers not located where SOPS used to be? across from bobby byrnes bar? from the photo i’d guess its starts with CA . something like cantillion or maybe carmody. it could be a carpenter/joinery as well

There are still plenty of those wobbly little 1960’s tractors still making their way up our main streets on St. Patrick’s day. Not so many assorted trilbys, fedoras and berets any more. Lovely description Bock of our social functioning on this our National Day. A proud nation indeed.

You must have been well got with your local pub Bock to get a pint. Pubs were closed all day on the feast in those days

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