Over the past few years I've been to a few Burns' Night events and this year I decided to host one - although I held it an evening earlier than the correct date. Cue neeps, tatties and haggis...
Neeps = English swede, boiled and mashed with butter.
Tatties = mashed potatoes.
Haggis = a savoury pudding.
Address to a Haggis - Robert Burns
Fair fa' your honest, sonsie face, Great chieftain o' the puddin'-race! Aboon them a' ye tak yer place, Painch, tripe, or thairm: Weel are ye wordy o' a grace As lang's my airm.
Nice seeing your honest, chubby face,
Great chieftain of the sausage race!
Above them all you take your place,
Belly, tripe, or links:
Well are you worthy of a grace
As long as my arm
...there are seven more verses in similar vein!
Some lovely gifts were brought. I was very happy to get a Gillian Kyle tea towel with an illustration of a Tunnock's Teacake wrapper as I do love my print of the wrapper so much. And a delightful arrangements of tulips (my favourite flowers) and heather in a tin wrapped in the 'Address to a Haggis' poem.
Lots of Scottish Beer was drunk and of course a fair few drams of whisky were imbibed too.