24 first cousins...
I couldn't let March 17th go past without acknowledging the fact it is St. Patrick's Day. What does it mean as an Irish woman raised in England? It means it's a day to think of all my family and when I say all, I mean there's a lot of us. Last count there were 24 first cousins but I haven't got the mathematic capability to work out how many 2nd cousins removed etc I have.
My childhood summers were spent tearing around blustery beaches with friends and cousins on the south west coast of Ireland, sailing, swimming, exploring and safe in the knowledge that someone, somewhere, would eventually feed us as we were related to most people we encountrered. Christmas was a joy as there were so many people around, all bustling with tales and song. As I have grown up, I understand more and more that family is the back bone of everything I do and that I am lucky to still be enjoying summers on West Cork beaches, now spanning four generations. With this in mind, our A/W 15 collection is based on this very idea and I will look forward to revealing more later in the year.
The Irish love a drink and a knees up it's true, so here's a toast from England to St. Patrick - and to all my family - Sláinte!
Go raibh tú daibhir i mí-áidh
Agus saibhir i mbeannachtaí
Go mall ag déanamh namhaid, go luath a déanamh carad,
Ach saibhir nó daibhir, go mall nó go luath,
Nach raibh ach áthas agat
Ón lá seo amach.