The Patron Saint of Binge Drinking

It is a little known fact that When St Patrick chased away the serpents and introduced catholicism to Ireland, he was all the time, smashed out of his brains.

Chasing serpents is hard work after all, and with so many great drinking establishments around the emerald isle, he couldn’t but help partake of the odd snifter in between snake-bashings.

By the time all the serpents had been chased from Ireland – St Patrick had visited almost every pub in the country, and was frankly in no fit state to preach.

And that’s why people of all races and colours around the world celebrate every Saint Patricks Day by getting ridiculously drunk.

I used to think celebrating St Patrick’s had something to do with being Irish – but judging by the ethnic mix of revellers outside my appartement last saturday night (when I had to call the Police), it is now clear to me that it has much more to do with being able to drink beer in vast quantities; and it’s not just the Irish who can claim to be good at that.


  1. …and presumably since St Pat was actually Welsh, this would explain the reason why the inhabitants of Cardiff et al can handle more than a few pints in one session. Unless of course he was stone sober and the Irish turned him to drink. In which case, like the English, they have no excuse.

    For my own part, after returning from a spell living in Ireland, my ability to binge drink has declined somewhat. I’m not sure it was ever a skill to be proud of but I quite miss being able to hold my drink. Of course, I’d still thrash the French and Italians… how’s your skill level, Howard – increasing or…?

  2. I think some might now describe me as a lightweight-girly-wuss. Two pastis and a pint – and I’m done for the night. St Pat would turn in his grave!

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