|Does it get any more Irish than Guinness?|
my blog to mark the occasion.
The problem is, I haven't BEEN to Ireland. (At least not yet).
The closest I've been physically (and for that matter, spiritually) is Wales.
I have written a couple of published stories about Wales, as well as blogged about it, but we're not celebrating St. David's Day (is there such a holiday for the patron saint of Wales?), so that doesn't really count.
It's not that I don't WANT to go to Ireland...I've just always had other destinations on my radar. And it's not like there aren't things to interest me in that country. Never mind the fact it's the home of both Guinness stout and Bushmill's Irish Whisky, there are also some excellent birding and paddling opportunities there (although the chance of spotting parrots there might be slim to none...).
I always celebrate St. Pat's Day at home with some Celtic music, an Irish dish or two (this year I'm making a meatloaf baked in a Guinness glaze), and plenty of Guinness (both in a glass and in the food), Bushmill's, Bailey's, and a movie or two with an Irish theme (The Quiet Man, The Fighting Prince of Donegal are two of my favourites) and some old episodes of Remington Steele that were set in Ireland.
I often read stories from Ireland, from a collection called Irish Folk Tales by Henry Glassie, that I've owned for about 27 years.
I also receive regular press releases from Tourism Ireland ... in fact, the one I received Wednesday of this week was very interesting.
|At the Nature Museum, the reptiles chase St. Patrick...|
Maybe one of these days, I'll even get to go to the Emerald Isle itself.
Until then, I'll just wish you "Top of the mornin' from the bottom of me glass!"