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St. Patrick's Day embodies that sweet spot where alcohol consumption is believed to have one consequence only - unfiltered joy!

I haven't Googled St. Patrick to check if that's what he intended, but as I write, friends in Dublin are sending videos with a Guinness in the foreground of every sing along in a tiny bar.

I've been to Dublin a couple of times without committing too much of it to memory, but I do recall the full-on joy of the Irish band. They played every song I've ever loved including, on request, Creep and Galway Girl - I'm not from Galway but I adopted the song a long time ago because I enjoy dancing to the bit about her hair being black and her eyes being blue.

I feel a million miles away from a sing along or an impromptu jig, though my memory reminds me I've been the instigator of both (thanks brain!). Ahh brain, yes - there was also that one groggy mid morning in Prague where me and my friend vowed never to drink again, then we realised it was 17th March and ordered a Guinness and the cheer returned! 

Happy St Patrick's Day :)
(Sorry about my - convenient - lack of awareness of the consequences of day drinking or Saints back stories)

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