9 thoughts on “The nearest Guinness is probably in Prague”
Hallowed Be
Whiskey may be your best bet.
Steve
Oh! It’s St. Patrick’s day already?
I still had it in the back of my mind that Christmas was only five minutes ago.
Andrew K
So raise a pint of Pilsner Urquell and toast the hallowed Irish name of . . . . . Murphy?????
Flatcap Army
I have yet to find a decent-sized city anywhere in the world that doesn’t have a Paddy O’Murphy’s Irish Theme-Style Pub tucked away somewhere
Bloke in North Dorset
“I have yet to find a decent-sized city anywhere in the world that doesn’t have a Paddy O’Murphy’s Irish Theme-Style Pub tucked away somewhere”
My Irish mate tells me they even have them in Dublin
Rob
Vile stuff. The one night of the year when I definitely stay in with no intention whatsoever of going out.
bloke (not) in spain
The one day of the year I wouldn’t dream of quaffing a pint of Nigerian.
My resentment of all things Irish runs wide & deep
nautical nick
When in Dublin some years back, I went into a bar and ordered a Guinness. I was asked, “Would that be a slow one or a fast one? Somewhat puzzled, I cautiously said I’d have a slow one. “And would you like a fast one, while you’re waiting….?”
🙂
smithy
What’s with the English celebration of St Patrick? Every high street in every city has an infernal marquee blasting out whiskey in the jar with a load of idiots in stupid green hats and red wigs pretending to like guinness and throwing up in the gutter. Even the tramps look disgusted.
Whiskey may be your best bet.
Oh! It’s St. Patrick’s day already?
I still had it in the back of my mind that Christmas was only five minutes ago.
So raise a pint of Pilsner Urquell and toast the hallowed Irish name of . . . . . Murphy?????
I have yet to find a decent-sized city anywhere in the world that doesn’t have a Paddy O’Murphy’s Irish Theme-Style Pub tucked away somewhere
“I have yet to find a decent-sized city anywhere in the world that doesn’t have a Paddy O’Murphy’s Irish Theme-Style Pub tucked away somewhere”
My Irish mate tells me they even have them in Dublin
Vile stuff. The one night of the year when I definitely stay in with no intention whatsoever of going out.
The one day of the year I wouldn’t dream of quaffing a pint of Nigerian.
My resentment of all things Irish runs wide & deep
When in Dublin some years back, I went into a bar and ordered a Guinness. I was asked, “Would that be a slow one or a fast one? Somewhat puzzled, I cautiously said I’d have a slow one. “And would you like a fast one, while you’re waiting….?”
🙂
What’s with the English celebration of St Patrick? Every high street in every city has an infernal marquee blasting out whiskey in the jar with a load of idiots in stupid green hats and red wigs pretending to like guinness and throwing up in the gutter. Even the tramps look disgusted.