by Chris on March 19th, 2008 @ 4:41 pm - Tag (Life) No Comments. 1,467 Views
This Monday was St Patrick’s day…which is pretty much an excuse for everyone to get smashed and Guinness to make a fuck load of money. One thing that always entertains me is how all of sudden everyone some how has Irish roots.
Now Guinness is not easy to drink, it’s like blending up a Sunday roast and serving it in a pint glass. But it seems common practice now that if you manage to down 4 pints of the stuff, you’re rewarded with a cheap felt hat (see above picture) most likely made on mass in China. How very Irish.
We purchased our first 4 pints only to be told they had run out of hats. Apparently the 100’s that were stapled to the wall in order to dress the pub couldn’t be taken down. So i took it upon my self to steal a couple off the wall. Unfortunately some other people had the same idea and i lost out to bigger boys.
Gem insisted that she needed a hat to complete her first every…legal…St Patrick’s day. So i did what every good boyfriend would have done. I sat back down and finished my pint. Lucky for me a very jolly man with green face paint was handing out extra hats, Gem was every so slightly please when i returned hat in hand…i think she was drunk, but assured me otherwise. (i will get hurt when she reads this)
p.s, I’ve now actually made it onto the photo wall inside the pub…i think it’s time to visit another pub.