On Holy Thursday the off license in the town near me had three other people buying crates of beer and spirits in the brief time I was there. This was, presumably, to get them through the next day; Good Friday, where alcohol cannot be served. One day! Our nation cannot go one day without drinking, or at the very least, stocking up on alcohol in case they are in dire need of it.
Good Friday was also a fast day, where traditionally we don't eat meat. But look at any menu in a pub or a restaurant that day and you would have been spoiled for choice with any meat you wanted to eat. There would be, of course, a non meat alternative supplied but it is still a shame to see our holy traditions being overlooked.
But come Easter Sunday, we were all Catholics once again. This was a day for celebration, a day to go to the pub, to drink at home with the family, or to hit the dancefloor that night with your mates. Isn't it fantastic to be living in Catholic Ireland where we get this long weekend where we can so thoughtfully appreciate and celebrate being part of this religion