St Patrick's Day

And everyone on television was dressed in green, which coming from New York (the programme that is) didn't surprise me.  But I was surprised when I ventured out into town, and found everyone there in green - not just in the population, but also in the Senior Centre, and  there isn't even any Irish population in Shawnee  

 

Me, not thinking of it, pulled on one of Larry's Orange OSU tee shirts when I got dressed.   Later I realised I was the only one walking around Shawnee in orange (not that there is any significance here) and  reflected on the fact that my great grandfather was an Orange man, took part in those marches they're so fond of in Belfast (or were, I don't know if they still do).   Perhaps that's why I'm so Protestant, must be in my DNA.  And I even went on You Tube to listen to the  late, great, Jimmy Ferguson singing the 'Orange and the Green' 

                            

                            Oh it was the greatest mix up you have ever seen,

                            Me father he was Orange, and me mother, she was Green. 

 

In the afternoon I went to the Senior Centre to listen to the singing.   I was telling them at the desk on the way out that we don't have anything like that in England,  I'd have to go to the Welsh Valleys to hear anything like that live.

 

As you might imagine there is an enormous amount of sorting out and throwing away to do here, mostly throwing away, so perhaps I had better get on with it.

One thing though before I go - The FBI seem to be taking a long time investigating Hilary Clinton, and in a supermarket tabloid I was looking at today it said two of the things that they are looking at are large donations from foreign governments for the Clinton Foundation.   And she helped a Swiss bank block an Internal Revenue probe into $18 billion hidden away in accounts by Americans.   Even if I get to hear the outcome of this in Britain I doubt that I'll see her in an orange jump suit, and ankle bracelets.