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St Patrick's Day: what a wonderful day, one of my particular favourite activities was lacing a chocolate cake with healthy portions of Guinness, and serving it to the most 'enthusiastic' group in school.
Everything didn't (as ever!) go quite as planned. One lesson started in the light hearted innocence of colouring in a shamrock, and ended in the finer theological details of the Holy Trinity and its consequences on Christian worship. Another lesson was lost in the overwhelmingly difficult pronunciation of Irish names in folkta.
I like to think I did at least a little good, though: I banished for one day the less-than-completely-tuneful panpipe renditions of the classics; 'Hey Jude', 'The Sound of Silence' and 'Mamma Mia', and replaced them with the liveliest Irish jig I could find.
Each class in Primaria prepared an emblem to wear on the day. I'm no Trinny and Susannah (insert other knowledgeable fashion person here) but bedecked in their Celtic crosses leprechaun hats and horsey-pattern things, I thought the kids looked quite cool. I'll let you judge for yourselves.