Here’s the thing. I’ve been to Ireland 5 times in my life. 5 times. Yet every year I still get excited for donning a silly tall hat with a shamrock inevitably around it, usually branded with the Guiness logo and some ginger wisps of hair. Putting on some silly Irish accent and heading up to Newcastle to celebrate a day of drinking and listening to B*Witched, Boyzone and The Corrs and flicking my legs about as if I’m some expert in Irish dancing.
For many of us we don’t know what the hype about St. Patrick’s Day is all about but we sure know we want to get involved.
We don’t go on the same for St. George, St Andrew or St. David do we? I guess they must have been the sensible ones.
Out of interest I looked on Google to see the origins of St. Patrick’s Day and why it’s celebrate on the 17th March and it’s a festival celebrated on the date of his death.
Saint Patrick's Day was made an official Christian feast day in the early 17th century, Saint Patrick's Day is a public holiday in the Republic of Ireland, Northern Ireland the Canadian province of Newfoundland and Labrador, and the British Overseas Territory of Montserrat. It is also widely celebrated by the Irish diaspora around the world, especially in Great Britain, Canada, the United States, Argentina, Australia, and New Zealand.
So with that in mind, I’ve taken a trip down memory lane to look at photos of the St. Patrick’s Day parties I used to host during my college years. Oh my goodness. Accept my apologies for my drunkness St. Patrick! Here’s to tomorrow, I raise a half a Guiness to ya!