> Oh, we can tell.
The natives are wearing 14 year old manky green wooly jumpers they have dusted down from the back of the press where it is hidden every other day of the year, will be complaining about 'the f***in rain', and most likely brandishing a can of druids cider in the right hand and the other 5 (6 for a fiver) in the left.
You can judge the yanks by the shiny green raincoats, matching baseball cap (with I love iiiiireeeeeland caption in bright yellow), golf shoes, chino's and a piece of soggy shamrock some inner city child (promising he's a leperachaun)sold them for 20 euro.