As
threatened promised, we are not quite done with the magical moment that was the New London St. Patrick's Day Parade around these parts.
Today, we're looking at portraits of our lucky little Leprechauns.....
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| First, fortification . . . |
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| . . . well, if you can get past the fierce bouncer. |
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| And then, the start of the Parade . . . |
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| . . . and already pooped. |
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| Leprechaun Vendor (Timberwolves??) |
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| Slips! |
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| Hirsh |
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| The much-talked-about woman watching the parade from Crocker House |
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| St. Francis De Peter |
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| Aw |
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| Elissa Patch |
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| I love this dude. |
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| Mr. Irish Man. Who I want to take home. |
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| Miss Connecticut. Well, it IS a parADE. |
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| Irish Step Dancer. With an unruly wig. |
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There is nothing better than a high school girl marching with a giant tuba. Or french horn. Or bassoon.
Or any class of giant brass instrument. |
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| Stationary-bike-riding-atop-a-car-man |
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| These middle school girls kill me . . . |
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| . . . just kill me. |
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| Hsinny-Girl . . . |
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| . . . and young Jellyroll |
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| Katie, on her last day on the job. |
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| Mr Dibble, sir. |
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| Oh, what a lovely rendition of Amazing Grace she did . . . |
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| Our young lad again, but I can't help it; just look at this photo of him in Gary's arms. |
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| See you in the Sweet Sixteen tonight, SDSU-Boy. |
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| "What da?" |
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| Record Lady Daphne |
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| Hot Rod |
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| I like these bagpiper-fife-and-drum types. I love them, really. |
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| Rich! |
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| Angela |
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| The end of a perfect day . . . |
As one of my customers -- who got the Tavern's first Guinness of the day -- said on St. Patrick's Morn,
"I look forward to this day the other 364 days a year."
See you next year, my Leprechauns!
6 comments:
Lovely leprechauns all, but jellyroll? Oh, my, my my -- A-dor-able!!
You New Londoners certainly do know how to rock day 365 :-) (Only 358 more to go utnil the next one...)
xoxo,
Beth
What a festive, Schlekaristic display of the luck 'o the irish! You people really DO love a parade.
And I? Love you.
Jacquie
I think Ms. Connecticut should have been wearing the fuzzy leprachuan hat.
Well, Mistah just informed me that a bassoon is not a brass but a woodwind.
I looked it up and he's right.
I think I meant to say:
There is nothing better than a high school girl marching with a giant tuba. Or french horn. Or sousaphone.
Or any class of giant brass instrument.
Oh, how I love the sousaphone. It's named after John Philip Sousa (Schleckah knew that part, too).
Oh, how I love the sousaphone.
Ellie
(geek)
Thanks for all the St. Pat's pics- there was no wearin' of the green in Roma! love, mom
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