Day 5

Day 5

Dear world,

Day 5 of isolation.

The sun is splitting the rocks - mocking me! Scarlett is the only creature who ventures outdoors.

Until today that is - we must buy water! Wait, before you admonish me for this wasteful endeavour let me fill you in on the reason: If I drink the tap water I break out in a horrible rash.

A government update: the UK are still being idiots, Australia has finally gotten the memo, and Ireland has become the leading stars.

I’m proud to be Irish.

This year, I’ve realised how important St. Patrick’s Day is - USA have Independence Day, France has the Storming of the Bastille, and most other countries have a day dedicated to themselves i.e. Canada Day. Ireland has St. Patrick’s Day - it is a day that includes everyone except for those people who call it Patty’s Day. Patrick is a man’s name. Patty is a nickname for Patrice or Patricia. Paddy is the nickname for Patrick - cop on you fool!

Where was I?

Yes, includes everyone.

At the root, St. Paddy’s Day - watch the spelling - is a religious holiday.

Even when I stopped believing in God and all that jazz, I still enjoyed going to mass on Patrick’s Day. St. Patricks Church in Lough Gur - a beautiful small church where I had my communion and confirmation. The church has a tradition - the congregation walks up to St. Patricks Well that is situated nearby. Everyone would file in and go round and round the little pathways, most would pray - I chatted. After a certain amount of loops, everyone waits in line to drink some holy water from the well. The mass would end and everyone drifted back to their cars hungry for their roast dinners. This is my church’s tradition - I’m not sure how other churches celebrated the day.

The parade is another huge part of St Patrick’s Day. I don’t have any memory of my family going to the parade - I could be wrong though. I went to the parade as an adult in Limerick City. It was loud, filled with people and not my cup of tea. However, I am and always have been impressed with the amount of work and preparation that goes into getting one parade sorted. Every city in Ireland and possibly a lot of towns hold a parade every year.

Traditional music is another huge part of St. P’s Day - trad sessions and gigs are held across the country. Music is a huge part of the Irish culture.

Finally, the last part and probably the most well known part of Patrick’s Day: the night out. I’ve been out on a couple of Patrick’s Days and is as jam-packed and hopping as New Year’s Day - if not more. Yes, it can get messy but that goes for any night out.

My point of all this is to explain just how proud I am of the Irish and how they stepped up and cancelled their day of national celebration to look after their community.

At the end of the day, community is always the most important thing to any Irish person. Now, their have been those muppets who have gone out and partied and dare I say are still taking this as an excuse to party but this entry isn’t about naming and shaming. It’s about finding the inspiration to stay isolated.

Every person - Irish or not - who is doing the mature thing and staying inside or keeping social distance - give yourself a clap on the back. You deserve it.

Well, that’s my diary entry for today. How are you coping? What is inspiring you to keep gong?

Love Elegances

Image: Mike Searle / Lough Gur / CC BY-SA 2.0

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