Arthur’s Day
Some of you may be aware that I am partial to a drop of Guinness.
The odd pint of beer on a really hot summerâs day might be OK [not that we get any hot summerâs days] but generally when I have a pint itâs of the black variety.
I donât quite know what to make of all this Arthurâs Day business.
On the one hand, itâs a harmless thing with a bit of extra live music in pubs [if you like that sort of thing] and on the other, itâs just another piece of crass commercialism.
Last year someone asked Pullit what he was doing in honour of the day and was there live music? Pullit promptly launched into a solo version of âIâll Take You Home Again Kathleenâ. Unfortunately he knows all the words and once started, we couldnât shut him up. Itâs a miserable fucking song and goes on forever so it was possibly the only time Pullit ever managed to clear the pub before closing time. We wonât make that mistake again.
Will I celebrate Arthurâs Day?
A good question.
I might or there again I might not.
You see, I donât like anyone telling me what to do and when to do it, least of all a fucking advertising campaign.
There again, I may raise a glass of whiskey to the memory of Arthur.
Thatâs what I call a good compromise.
Come now. Any excuse to pull a pint, advertisement induced or not. Since when have the Irish needed an excuse to raise a glass? 😉
Fair point. I might go for a few pints of Guinness to drown my sorrows at the ever increasing commercialisation of our world?
Grandad – Now that’s the proper way to look at things. Good on ya’!
Somebody commented on thejournal.ie that they’ll be painting the town black – with vomit 😀
Heh! There’ll be a few sore heads and a drop of absenteeism in the morning too!