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Burns Night

Old 25th Jan 2005, 09:34
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Burns Night

For all you scots out there

HAPPY BURNS NIGHT

for those who have no idea what I am talking about

http://www.bbc.co.uk/scotland/histor...ht/index.shtml

Take care and enjoy the night

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Old 25th Jan 2005, 09:57
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One eighth of me is scottish but
enjoy the night
chance would be a fine thing I have to sit a radio exam tonight.
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Old 25th Jan 2005, 11:06
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Thanks for that TnT !
I've got my haggis ready and my neeps and tatties are ready for bashing.
The Lagavulin is waiting too!
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Old 25th Jan 2005, 11:14
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Aye, half scottish here.
We've got the haggis chained up in the fridge and the booze ready to roll.
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Old 25th Jan 2005, 11:34
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My favorite poem from the Auld Country is by William McGonagle.

On yonder hill there stood a coo
It must hae gone as it's no there noo

(coo = cow)

closely followed by......

Oh what a sleeket horrible beastie
Lurks in yer bellie efter the feastie
As ye sit doon amongest aw yer kin
There starts tae stir an enormous win'
The neeps an the tatties an mushy peas
Start workin like a gentle breeze

But soon the puddin wi' sonsie face
Will hae ye blawin a'ower the place
Nae maiter whit the hell ye dae
A'body's gonnie have tae pay
Even if ye try tae stifle
It's like a bullet oot o' a rifle

Hawd yer bum tight tae the chair
Tae try and stop the leakin air
Shift yersel frae cheek tae cheek
Pray tae God it disnae reek
But aw yer efforts gan asunder
Oot it comes like a clap o' thunder

Ricochets aroon' the room
Mighty me a sonic boom
God Almighty ,it fairly reeks
Hope I huvnae **** ma breeks !!
Tae the bog I'd better scurry,
Whit the hell its no ma worry.

A'body roon aboot me chokin'
Yin or twa were nearly bokin
I"ll feel better for a while
Cannae help but raise a smile
'Wis him' I shout with accusing glower
Alas too late h'es just keeled ower

Ye dirty bugger ,they shout and stare
A didnae feel welcome ony mair
Where e're ye be let wind gang free
Sounds just like the job for me
Whit a fuss at Rabbies party
Ower the sake o' one wee farty.

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Old 25th Jan 2005, 11:36
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Im not scottish, but nowadays deeply involved in a scottish family, means I have to try haggis

Rumour has it, that only the real version will be on the table, as vegetarian haggis is for Londoners. I think im in trouble here.

Happy burns night everyone

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Old 25th Jan 2005, 11:50
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uuh, Im sure Im in trouble after reading that
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Old 25th Jan 2005, 14:12
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Sounds tasty :P Do haggis count as "wee sleekit cowrin timrous beasties" once you catch them?

I know, sorry.........
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Old 25th Jan 2005, 14:32
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My haggis is, as we speak, out hunting I'm afraid. So it looks like once again it's going to be venison.

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Old 25th Jan 2005, 14:41
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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 wordy o' a grace
As lang's my arm.

The groaning trencher there ye fill,
Your hurdies like a distant hill,
Your pin wad help to mend a mill
In time o' need,
While thro' your pores the dews distil
Like amber bead.

His knife see rustic Labour dight,
An' cut you up wi' ready sleight,
Trenching your gushing entrails bright,
Like ony ditch;
And then, O what a glorious sight,
Warm-reekin, rich!

Then, horn for horn, they stretch an' strive:
Deil tak the hindmost! on they drive,
Till a' their weel-swall'd kytes belyve,
Are bent lyke drums;
Then auld Guidman, maist like to rive,
"Bethankit!" 'hums.

Is there that owre his French ragout
Or olio that wad staw a sow,
Or fricassee wad mak her spew
Wi' perfect sconner,
Looks down wi' sneering, scornfu' view
On sic a dinner?

Poor devil! see him ower his trash,
As feckless as a wither'd rash,
His spindle shank, a guid whip-lash,
His nieve a nit;
Thro' bloody flood or field to dash,
O how unfit!

But mark the Rustic, haggis fed,
The trembling earth resounds his tread.
Clap in his walie nieve a blade,
He'll mak it whissle;
An' legs an' arms, an' heads will sned,
Like taps o' thrissle.

Ye Pow'rs wha mak mankind your care,
And dish them out their bill o' fare,
Auld Scotland wants nae skinking ware
That jaups in luggies;
But, if ye wish her gratefu' prayer,
Gie her a haggis!


A Man's A Man For A' That

Is there for honesty poverty
That hings his head, an' a' that;
The coward slave -- we pass him by,
We dare be poor for a' that!
For a' that, an' a' that,
Our toils obscure an' a' that,
The rank is but the guinea's stamp,
The man's the gowd for a' that.

What though on hamely fare we dine,
Wear hoddin grey, an' a' that?
Gie fools their silks, and knaves their wine,
A man's a man for a' that.
For a' that, an' a' that,
Their tinsel show, an' a' that,
The honest man, tho' e'er sae poor,
Is king o' men for a' that.

Ye see yon birkie ca'd a lord,
Wha struts, an' stares, an' a' that;
Tho' hundreds worship at his word,
He's but a coof for a' that.
For a' that, an' a' that,
His ribband, star, an' a' that,
The man o' independent mind
He looks an' laughs at a' that.

A prince can mak a belted knight,
A marquis, duke, an' a' that,
But an honest man's aboon his might,
Gude faith, he maunna fa' that!
For a' that, an' a' that,
Their dignities an' a' that,
The pith o' sense, an' pride o' worth,
Are higher rank than a' that.

Then let us pray that come it may,
(As come it will for a' that,)
That Sense and Worth, o'er a' the earth,
Shall bear the gree, an' a' that,
For a' that, an' a' that,
It's coming yet for a' that,
That man to man, the world o'er,
Shall brithers be for a' that
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Old 25th Jan 2005, 14:51
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Cheers, TnT !

Mind you I'm flying tomorrow, so had my wee dram yesterday evening.

To everyone celebrating tonight:

"Here's tae us !
Wha's like us ?
Damn few,
And they're a' deid "
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Old 25th Jan 2005, 15:01
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CHEERIO.....Thank you for the recipe, had three years flying out of Aberdeen but never aquired the taste for Haggis....now I understand why.....on the other hand this was more than offset by having already aquired a taste for good malts which I indulged frequently.....away from he aircraft....
All of you north of the border....Have a great night....I'm sure you'll all find many ways to keep out the chill....
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Old 25th Jan 2005, 15:58
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Not forgetting the ex-pat Scots down in the South... mostly doing missionary work.

It's a nice position if you can get it
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Old 25th Jan 2005, 17:17
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aye, Happy Burns Night to the Northern Cousins

I have Cock-a-Leekie soup and my Haggis wi' Champit Tatties,

Enjoy


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Old 25th Jan 2005, 17:39
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VOLMET....That's an idea....ex-pat Scots down south .....Do you know any that are 5 degrees south of the equator....I'm just off out so I'll keep my eyes open....maybe I'll find a couple....Cheers...
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Old 25th Jan 2005, 18:38
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Rather partial to a spot of haggis but don't add any of that bloody awful scotch to it...

I've been up here a long time now, not far from where Burns was born as it happens. But I still don't get it - Burns' poems are, without exception, complete shite. Are the locals celebrating his death because it menas he won't be writing any more?
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Old 25th Jan 2005, 20:13
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the booze ready to roll
Meaning that what makes the difference from the other 364 nights is the haggis???
Happy Burns Night all
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Old 25th Jan 2005, 21:40
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Well, we didn't have as much booze as originally planned because we demolished 3 bottles last night. You have to practice these things.
Now, Australia Day tomorrow
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Old 25th Jan 2005, 23:34
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Burns' poems are, without exception, complete shite
I see you´ve assumed the English position, heed up erse, again. Try reading Flypuppy´s post, still valid social comment.

Some hae meat and canna eat,
Some haes nane that wants it.
But we hae meat and we can eat,
Sae let the Lord be thankit
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Old 26th Jan 2005, 06:12
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But I still don't get it - Burns' poems are, without exception, complete shite.
"O wad some Pow'r the giftie gie us
To see oursels as others see us"

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