St. Patrick’s Day Afterthought.

I’ve never bought into the whole St Patrick’s Day carry on. Can’t stand it. You know what I mean – the leprechaun hunting, Darby O’Gill watching, faith and begorrah roaring, shamrock wearing, beer swilling, parade marching, jigs and reels lepping, back clapping, cringe inducing idiocy that seems to have become part and parcel of our…