Saint George’s Day

Next stop on the saint celebrations is George. Again, not much prepatory hubbub around this day either, it’s not like New Jersey where if it was a Jewish holiday everyone was bound to be off. I was in the city and found myself drawn towards music emanating from around a corner. It turns out it was a top floor flat flying a dozen flags of St. George’s cross and blasting royal processional music. There were 2 pubs on the corner with most of the patrons on the street yelling along to the songs. If I only knew the words. There were a few random guys strolling around in chain mail, helmets, swords and wearing St. George’s cross tunics. I left the area with the music still blasting and the pub goers still signing along. Neat.