Seventy-six: St Patrick’s day

I don’t go out on St Patrick’s day as a rule, but it was my friend’s birthday, and we went for a drink after work. Apparently, Preston celebrates St Patrick’s day like everyone else, drunkenly, and in silly hats. The beer isn’t green, though, it’s Guiness, sold for a pittance. We left early, before it got too insane.

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