Every since I can remember I have always thought that the English let themselves down (or just missed out on an poortunity for a darn good party) by not having official St George's Day celebrations.
I am not the greatest of organisers but always felt that one day I would make this day special.
By the happiest of coincidences (that is if you believe there is such a thing of coincidence) my lovely daughter was born on 23 April 1973. On 23 April 1975 my gorgeous son was born. This was not the case of the longest labour in history to produce twins and neither of them were named George or Georgina.
I reckon I did my bit to celebrate our national saint's day and we have a party every year or my children would likely strike me off their christmas card list.
April 23rd also marks the birthday and the day of the death of our greatest man of words William Shakespeare.
Happy St Georges Day.
How do you celebrate our patriotic day?