A bit of the auld sod in New York

FLYING 3,000 miles to drown the shamrock, blurt out the cúpla focail and watch a St Patrick’s Day parade seems a strange way for an Irish holidaymaker to spend hundreds of euro.

What if that parade was marching along fab Fifth Avenue?

What if it was celebrating its 250th anniversary, with two million spectators? What if Manhattan was your oyster? Well that would be a different story.