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Should know that today, Sunday 25th January 2009 is the 250th anniversary of the birth of Scotland's, and some would say the world's, greatest ever poet, Robert Burns, or Rabbie as he is better known. For those of you who are totally in the dark as to who he is I should inform you that a piece of prose he wrote is the second most sung song on the planet after, of course, Happy Birthday. That song is Auld Lang Syne, which I have lovingly reproduced for you all:
Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
And never brought to mind?
Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
And auld lang syne!
Chorus.-For auld lang syne, my dear,
For auld lang syne.
We'll tak a cup o' kindness yet,
For auld lang syne.
And surely ye'll be your pint stowp!
And surely I'll be mine!
And we'll tak a cup o'kindness yet,
For auld lang syne.
Chorus
We twa hae run about the braes,
And pou'd the gowans fine;
But we've wander'd mony a weary fit,
Sin' auld lang syne.
Chorus
We twa hae paidl'd in the burn,
Frae morning sun till dine;
But seas between us braid hae roar'd
Sin' auld lang syne.
Chorus
And there's a hand, my trusty fere!
And gie's a hand o' thine!
And we'll tak a right gude-willie waught,
For auld lang syne.
Chorus
He also wrote an address to our national dish, the Haggis. These are, as you are aware, very timid beasts that are as highly prized as truffle or caviar. To catch a haggis you must have guile, cunning and intelligence so that rules you lot out then. Here is the address and remember to put on your best Scots accent whilst reading it:
Fair fa' your honest, sonsie face,
Great chieftain o' the pudding-race!
Aboon them a' yet 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 was 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 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 make her spew
Wi' perfect sconner,
Looks down wi' sneering, scornfu' view
On sic a dinner?
Poor devil! see him owre his trash,
As feckles as wither'd rash,
His spindle shank, a guid whip-lash;
His nieve a nit;
Thro' blody 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' hands will sned,
Like taps o' trissle.
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!
Sadly this day only comes around once every 250 years but fret ye not, haggis can be obtained on the black market as easily as a McDonalds artery clogger but haggis is, of course, much tastier and healthier.
Please note that I only accept PayPal for haggis orders and cannot accept COD as I won't be there.
Have a nice day now.
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S/K that I will drink a toast to your Robert Burns tonight after our evening meal. And, alas, as delicious as you make haggis sound, I'm not sure that I will be able to convince my dear daughter to enjoy a lunch of haggis as opposed to her preferred fare of a McDonalds artery-clogging Quarter Pounder with cheese with a side of extra-greasy fries dipped in sodium enriched ketchup. Of course, she'll be washing it all down with an extra-large serving of a caramel colored, caffeinated, high-fructose carbonated beverage.
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S/K that I will drink a toast to your Robert Burns tonight after our evening meal. And, alas, as delicious as you make haggis sound, I'm not sure that I will be able to convince my dear daughter to enjoy a lunch of haggis as opposed to her preferred fare of a McDonalds artery-clogging Quarter Pounder with cheese with a side of extra-greasy fries dipped in sodium enriched ketchup. Of course, she'll be washing it all down with an extra-large serving of a caramel colored, caffeinated, high-fructose carbonated beverage.
Should know that I'll toast your toast KB, albeit with a slightly more Scottish based liqueur than a caramel coloured, caffeinated, high-fructose carbonated beverage which, whilst sounding utterly delicious, does not appeal to me as much as it probably does to your daughter or my children for that matter.
Bottoms up!
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