As i'm sure most of you are aware, it was recently St Pat's day, and (given my irish heritage and all...) it was cause, or at least excuse, for celebration. The night started on the balcony at home, then made its way into PJ's (Pinko the smooth, Loui the excitable and Rini the pirate below), further progressed to Kingston for a brief stint at Lot 33 with Kate, Dobs, Nick, Beth and Olly (above), and then returned to civic where the irish spirited Danny Boy and myself proceeded to visit every establishment we could find.
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