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You see the Irish tricolour flying over the bright doors of Dublin and quite a cosmopolitan turnout on this shamrock strewn island. As well as the Irish and the English, there are Americans, Italians, Scots, other Europeans and a few Indians – all agreeing loudly in varying baritones that the craic is indeed mighty. So I reckon that there’s only two kinds of people, the Irish and the wannabe Irish. We slip in for a quick one at the Crown Liquor Saloon, Belfast and sit at the ‘snug’ for a while. Drinking snugs according to old records, were not originally built for comfort but to accommodate those people who preferred to drink quietly and unseen! He half poured my half pint of Guinness, then let it stand for three seconds as in the old days, this apparently lets the stout settle. It also allows the barman to ask who are you, where you’re from and why you’re here. Others at the counter listen and nod. Then he fills up the balance, smooths off the head with a table knife and waits for you to take the first sip. Driving through Limerick we get a tad creative: There was a girl called Shalini
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