17th March 2015 – Day 4 of my ‘Little Irish Adventure’. It’s Saint Patrick’s Day!
IT’s St PATRICK’S DAY IN NEW YORK CITY!
And my day was all the more special.
First thing in the am, Roz and I got to read some Irish stories to children in Mamaroneck’s Montessori – this was tough- not because I am shy at reading in public (as if!) but it is so hard to find an Irish story where it doesn’t end in bloodshed and slaying, or at the very least, curses or banishment.
I didn’t want to scar the little innocents for life!
So we stuck to fairy tales.
Parental responsibility over, Roz and I headed back into Manhattan.
Now, I am the sort of girl that likes to do things a bit differently.
So, NO, I didn’t go to watch the Paddy Parade.
For those out there who expect floats and giant air balloons or acrobats….You would be disappointed – because those type of parades happen on Thanksgiving. (think of the movie ‘Miracle On 34th Street’)
New York Paddy’s Day parades are all about marching bands.
Roz and I walked parallel to the parades and took glimpses here and there – but to be honest, we were on a different mission.
By private invitation (cough cough) we were off to Pier 90, where the NYPD were having their own Paddy’s Day celebration.
I will let the pictures speak for themselves….
held in a secure location……
and some amazing music – I promise there WAS dancing
and lots of men in uniform
And then we had our own private parade as the NYPD pipe band arrived……
I never felt threatened or on constant alert (a natural feeling I get when surrounded by lots of testosterone) as these guys were natural minders.
True gentlemen to the core!
We had a great laugh – the NYPD gang were so welcoming and genuine.
And sure after a couple of beers, I felt we both blended right in!
What an afternoon!
Roz and I were VERY tempted to stay on but, we being good Catholic boarding school girls, and not forgetting we are both married….
we took ourselves off out of temptations way…….lol
After resting some, and strolling along the very pleasant Hudson river walk, in the sharp (and I mean very sharp) air…..
…..we linked up with Aileen (who had preformed at the fund raiser)
Aileen (pronounced ‘I-Lean’) has lived and worked for years in NYC -she currently is the Piano Artist Studio Manager working on a fab project Sing for Hope – (she also is a fab musician/song writer) – note the plug Aileen!
Anywaaaays, I know Aileen as my old pal from Kylemore. We have linked up over the years, and until this trip, always on Irish turf.
This was my first time to visit Aileen at her own base – and WOW! If I ever had a ‘far away fields are greener’ moment – this was it! City living is not for everyone but if I was without kids and didn’t own 3 dogs – I would gladly have what she has. Aileen couldn’t live anymore central to the creative world that is the bones of New York. As a writer I had little flashes of what my life could be like if I too lived somewhere similar…..how my writer’s world might be……..I wouldn’t give up my life now that as I have it….I have a fab husband and kids after all…….but if I lived in a parallel one?……..oh well, it might make a nice story someday.
We had a fab evening – it was lovely to see Aileen again, and have her show us a snap shot of what she is up to these days- I was tempted to take lots of photos of her super stylish apartment, but I thought that would have been just plain rude – but I did take a few to capture the evening – so I will let the photos speak for themselves!
When all was done and dusted – it was a truly amazing Saint Patrick’s Day – one I will never forget. A huge thank you to NYPD, and Aileen, for making it such a Paddy’s day with a difference.
Roz and I managed to get home before midnight, and not only that, but managed to get home sober – ish. As Roz had an early start for work the next day (5am),we were both conscious of the late hour.
I too was keen to get some sleep. The next day I was going to be flying solo and heading into New York again for some research. I would be going in wearing with my writer’s hat
– but that my dears, is for the next post…..