St Patrick's Day Shenanigans!

Well, as I'm sure you are all aware, last Saturday was St Patrick's Day. So naturally, Josh, Pete and I had planned for a big day of drinking.

Firstly though, some other news. Josh has managed to get himself a job. Pete and I called our agency for him and 2 days later he was in work. He's working in a telemarketing company like Pete and I are but the hours are from 1pm-9pm which is alright but I think he'd rather a 9-5 job.

My arm is healing quickly, the bruising is completely gone and the movement is getting much better, I can now almost straighten & bend it completely. Its a huge relief to know that it wasn't serious, I was worried for a while back there that it may have affected my trip somewhere along the way.

Also, the other week we decided to do some sight seeing because Josh and Pete hadn't really had a chance to get out and see the city. We got off the tube at Westminster station which brought us right into the centre of some major attractions. Just by looking around from the station exit we could see Big Ben, Westminster Abbey, London Eye and the Houses of Parliament. We decided to stick around here for a while to take some photos and soak in the atmosphere of London as the sun sank in the distance .
Now for St Patrick's Day. Our day began at 10am when we arrived at the pub around the corner from our house for a 2pound full English Breakfast. Because it was a special occasion we all decided to indulge in a Guinness with our breakfast to prepare our taste buds for what was to come. I somehow convinced the barman to give me a Guinness hat which made the day all the more St Particksy!

After brekky, we grabbed an 8pack of Fosters and jumped on the tube. The plan for the day was to see the sights of London, accompanied with our trusty tour guide called Foster. Being the perfect gentlemen that we all are, we decided that we would be so kind as to include our guide in our photo's. We walked across the city from sight to sight and continued to bev along the way. We managed to see, Tower Bridge, London Bridge, St Paul's Cathedral, London Eye, Big Ben, Westminster Abbey, Trafalgar Square, Buckingham Palace and Piccadilly Circus.



After the sun set and the pubs began to fill we decided to finish off our supply and head to the nearest Irish pub, which happened to be in Piccadilly Circus. By this stage our kindness to our guide had worn off so we ditched him in the gutter and off we went, walking like crippled men, to the Irish pub. It was packed full with fellow St Patrick's celebrators singing and dancing and a good night was had by all, especially Pete and Josh! (you know what I mean).

And that was our St Patrick's Day...

The End.