Its St Patrick’s Day, Paddy, Patto, Pat, many of the Australian euphemisms that we like to use to truly make it our own, and trust me we do. I started the day with a Guinness in one hand and a Guinness in the other, True St Patrick’s Day fashion, and being a Patrick myself, I have even more the reason to celebrate.
You don’t need to twist an Aussie’s arm to drink and this day of the Irish Saint in green is just as good of an excuse to take to the streets and Irish pubs and make a nuisance of ourselves.
No one really knows much about this famous St Pat, apart that he drove the snakes from Ireland (Where Zoologists believe there weren’t any to begin with), and that he foretold the apocalypse (heartwarming) then so who better to drink to the gloom of impending death that the Irish.
So, lets take a page from our friends in Ireland, do your bit for St Pat, grab yourself a green Guinness, drive away a snake, place a shamrock (or clover for us Aussies) on your lapel and enjoy.
Patrick Diaz Miholic