Church in the morning, pub fights in the evening. In the middle of the day we’ll have an Irish stew which is lamb and potatoes stew. On the side there’s a bacon cabbage dish which is delish. We may have soda bread, if everyone feels like it. For dessert there will be apple cake and fifteens (a dessert which combines biscuits, marshmallows, and cherries). To drink there’s stout for the old beggars with big noses. The old beggars have a smell you don’t want to cultivate though, so stick with the cider—it’s not yet fermented. Sometime during the day there will be a rugby game, a futbol game, and a horse race. For the faster set, there will be a Hurling game. It’s played on a futbol-sized field with lots of players who sometimes don’t know they’re supposed to be on the bench. Hurling is like lacrosse except they don’t catch the ball in a small net on the end of the stick. In Hurling, they only smack the ball around. Hurling is what you do when your hockey stick is broken and you only have half a hockey stick.
Some Irish words and phrases you may want to mix in your St. Patrick’s day, or every day:
A Chara = friend.
A Chroi = my heart, my love.
Acting the maggot = being rotten, swimming in filth.
Banjaxed = broken.
Bleeding massive = fantastic, epic.
Bodach = a bogeyman.
Cailin = girl.
Class = excellent.
Coddin’ ya = just kidding.
Dead sound = genuine, friendly, reliable.
Fair play = well done, good job.
Gas = really good, fun.
How’s she cuttin’ = how’s it going?
I will, yeah = I definitely will not.
Kern = a foot soldier.
Manky = dirty, rotten.
Now we’re suckin’ diesel = making progress.
Pure dote = adorable.
Slob = mud.
Up to 90 = very busy.
Yoke = thing.
Yonks = a very long time
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