Beannachtai na Feile Padraig!
(Happy St Patrick's Day)
March 17 - the day we celebrate St Patrick for banishing the snakes from Ireland. Actually, he did more than that and was a very humble and gentle man. But as these things have a habit of doing, he's mainly remembered for the snake thing. I read somewhat that Patrick didn't even come from Ireland. Not sure where he came from, but who cares? He's the epitome of Irishness, much the same as Guinness or the Book of Kells...and the Guinness especially, is probably relegated to the sphere of spirituality that Patrick exists on...
Anyway, happy St Patrick's Day and health and long life to you!
I have a bit to add to yesterday's horse farce. Apparently the horse's name is Casper, not Pepper, as I found out when I was recounting the whole thing to Jane. I was just about hysterical with laughter in the telling and fortunately Fred saw the funny side of it, too. But he got me back later on...
Earlier in the day, my gas-fired hot water cylinder developed a leak and water was pouring out everywhere. Fred turned off the gas and water supply to the tank and rang a plumber neighbour who came around after work to assess the problem.
I had gone out and didn't get home until about 7.40 pm. Fred was obviously keeping an ear out for when I arrived home. As I was opening my door, he called out saying he had good news about the water tank...it was stuffed! Then he added that the plumber said it would be six weeks before another tank could be organised! Apparently the look on my face was priceless, but I was totally speechless (that doesn't happen very often!) and my mind was whirling wondering how I was going to cope without hot water for six weeks. Then Fred burst out laughing and admitted that the plumber would be back in the morning with a replacement tank. Whew!
True to his word, the plumber arrived this morning with a new, you beaut water tank, and once he had connected it and lit the pilot light, I had piping hot water in an hour. That's service for you.
As for naughty Casper, he's back home in his own place and the kids received an earful for leaving the gate open. Life's not boring around here!