We spent one St.Patrick's day at El Shaddi, home of monsignor Buckley..

mum couldn't drink as she was on therapy for cancer by then but my father and the old monsignor made up for it by consuming 6 bottles of red wine that was a present to the monsignor from the Vatican. Only time I've ever seen my father truly truly wonky on the drink!

Good memories. :)

Posted By: DrDublin, Mar 17, 08:42:15