Highlights from yesterday’s evening celebrating Burns Night 🏴
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Highlights from yesterday’s evening celebrating Burns Night 🏴
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Day late Burns’ supper featuring haggis pie (veggie haggis for me!) and themed headgear! The ladies had hair bows, and the gents had bow ties. And you can see that my pink hair actually kind of sort of took after two rounds of dye. Although it’s still an effort to get it to stick on the Teflon hair!! 😁🏴🏴🏴 #burnssupper #burnsnight #haggis #scottish #tartan #hairbow #cute #pinkhair (at Smeeton Westerby, Kibworth Harcourt) https://www.instagram.com/p/BtHiKgCh_i1/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=12jilhsh7ovl4
Celebrating Robert Burns with a Burns Supper #robertburns #rabbieburns #burnssupper #burns night #whiskey #scotch #haggis #Scotland #Scotlandthebrave
Turning up the heat after Burn’s Night with the Red Hot Cilli Pipers! 🏴🥁🎼
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Address to a Haggis
Robert Burns
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 of 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 ye up wi’ ready slight, Trenching your gushing entrails bright, Like onie 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 like 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 owre his trash, As feckless as a wither’d rash, His spindle shank a guid whip-lash, His nieve a nit; Thro’ bluidy 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 make 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!
Nice #haggis for supper 👍 way #neeps and #tatties #burnsnight season 🏴 #Macsween
Advent Calendar Day 23
For non-Scots, tatties = potatoes & neeps = turnips.
BURNS SUPPER 🏴 #burnssupper #burnsnight #rabbieburns #visitscotland #scottish #supportlocal https://www.instagram.com/p/Cn2biVyoStp4-aNUkrz7ZL8GADaYVG1CSRLx0w0/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=