I have been deputized to speak on behalf of the entire country of Ireland in this. We have universal agreement. It may in fact be the only thing we all agree on.
March 17th is St. Patrick’s Day, St. Paddy’s Day or just Paddy’s Day. It is not ever St. Patty’s or St. Pattie’s Day. Patty may have something to do with hamburgers or women called Patricia, but nothing to do with Ireland.
St. Patty’s Day is just … wrong. No ifs, ands or buts.
Also an Irish person can call themselves a Paddy or a Mick, because it might be their names. If you are not Irish, you can’t.
And here’s my final tip: Never, never, never, imitate an Oirish accent to an Irish person.
If there could be said to be a traditional St. Patrick’s Day, it’s spring lamb. Not bacon and cabbage or corned beef. Also, we don’t all wear green and fight for fun.
I couldn’t find a picture of a leprechaun in a tricolour cap, Speedoes and goggles to make this post fully authentic. So instead here’s a photo of Irish two-time English Channel Swimmer Jim Boucher, sometimes called the Leprechaun, (but not by Irish people), from Emma France‘s blog.