Time to update again ..

Now that I’ve kind of advertised the blog, I really should add some more entries.

St Patrick’s Day is a good place to start and an amusing one too. Known more for its gratuitous and uninhibited drinking more than the religious aspect, expectation for the craic __is high. SODs is the usual venue but I met MC for dinner, on Orchard, earlier as we had a bit to chat about (LUGS – I’ll explain some other time). When we made it down to SODs the place was pretty packed and MB, ND, LKY and SF were there along with a good few of the SODS regulars. Different musician playing this year which was interesting, pretty skilled on the guitar, mandolin, banjo, fiddle and harmonica. Doesn’t sing as much which is a shame, though it did give an opening for a few of the regulars to belt out a song. Still I missed Ken’s rendition of Lanigan’s Ball __on the bodhran.

Anyway, we finished late enough in SODs, by which time there was just myself, SF and ND left. So off we went to Cuppage Terrace which has a bar that serves rather late – 6am to be precise. Whiled away a few hours there until they stopped serving and SF beat me at pool yet again. Sweet fuck, he is the jammiest bastard going! So off we went to TCC on Orchard Road for breakfast. Sadly SF fell asleep with his head on the table. Somehow half the contents of the sugar holder ended up in his hair and down his back. The waitress could barely contain herself, rather helpfully she brought over some cane sugar which was much more suitable than regular sugar for the task. SF was pleasantly surprised when he woke up and what he said is too hard on the ear or the eyes, even for me to repeat. Alternatively, I was still too plastered to remember what he said. Sportingly he waited until his coffee had gone cold and then leaned over to pour that into my lap. Left a large tip and excused ourselves. Getting a taxi was fun. Home at 8, glad I was on leave that day.