Happy St. Patrick's Day my little leprechauns!
We were lucky enough to make it to New London for its adorable parade on Sunday . . .
. . . led by our friend St. Francis DePeter, aka The Grand Marshall. Or, as we call him, TGM. Or as his granddaughter calls him, Saint March-ell.
The day was full of leprechauns . . .
. . . including, naturally, a water-skiing leprechaun . . .
. . . and hordey-horse leprechauns.
There was the obligatory tchotchke leprechaun, even though all the bars were giving out bling for free . . .
But really, we were all there for one reason . . .
. . . the TGM.
Nobody had a better time at the Parade than its Grand, Sainted March-ell.
Happy St. Patrick's Day!!
May the road ride up to meet you, and Erin go Braughless
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Jacquie
Where is the photo of you behind the bar pouring Guinness, E? I miss that shot!!
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Beth