When we moved here to this town two and a half years ago I remember being stunned that the Saint Patricks Day Parade only took 10 minutes to pass us by. 10 short minutes from start to finish and I often wonder if the Americans who pay such a large amount of money to travel over here for Paddy's Day are disappointed with what they see if they are not in Dublin for the Big Day
But then again I suppose there is something to be said for being 'quaint'
Yep that's me.
See how riveting I'm finding that wheel.
Obviously not half as much as The Husband
After that stunning performance we met up with some friends
And there was lots of Guinness consumed so much so that poor Audrey's finger was exhausted and suffering from repetitive action syndrome from drawing so many smiley faces
because we like to drink lots, you understand, until we fall down. I should know. I'm the one with the sore knee ligaments. I stumbled on some pavement coming out of the bar AND IT WAS NOTHING TO DO WITH THE THREE GLASSES OF WINE I CONSUMED DO YOU HEAR ME. Or was that four?
Anyhow,it was a good day all in all & the highlight for the kids was undoubtedly meeting this young lady. Recognise her?