Thursday, January 23, 2014

Thursday extracts: Haggis time!

Saturday (January 25) is Burns Night, when tradition (in Scotland at least) demands you should eat haggis and drink whisky. And to do things properly the haggis should be carried into the room to the sound of bagpipes and somebody has to address it with a poem by Robert Burns.

To save you having to look it up:

Address to a Haggis

Fair fa' your honest, sonsie face,
Great chieftain o the puddin'-race!
Aboon them a' ye tak your place,
Painch, tripe, or thairm:
Weel are ye worthy o' a grace
As lang's my arm.


Hilary Melton-Butcher said...

Hi Anne .. forgotten about that .. I'll be in London town eating caviar?! I'm very fond of haggis .. as long as it's not too often! Had it in South Africa on one of the hottest days of the year .. we were sweltering and eating salted herrings, haggis .. and I think I made vodka ice-cream .. we really weren't in a fit state!!

So I should see some kilts around town then?!

Enjoy your evening with the haggis ... cheers Hilary

snafu said...

I like haggis, not so sure about Burns though. I dinna ken a wurrd o' that.