Happy Burns!

Yummy shortbread for afternoon tea …

Yummy beer for drinking with my haggis …

Oh hang on, Hamish has drunk it all!

Oh well, I’m sure there’s whisky in the cupboard!

Here’s a Burns’ poem to get you started on your celebrations
… my mother’s favourite …

John Anderson, my jo, John,
When we were first acquent;
Your locks were like the raven,
Your bonie brow was brent;
But now your brow is beld, John,
Your locks are like the snaw;
But blessings on your frosty pow,
John Anderson, my Jo.

 John Anderson, my jo, John,
We clamb the hill the gither;
And mony a canty day, John,
We’ve had wi’ ane anither:
Now we maun totter down, John,
And hand in hand we’ll go,
And sleep the gither at the foot,
John Anderson, my Jo.

And here are a few links if you’d like to hear it performed …

Re-mixed with an early Betty Boop cartoon
… from before the censor made her lengthen her skirts
and behave like a lady …

Betty Boop

… or something more soulful and melancholy …

Eddi Reader

Garbage

And to finish the day and get rid of any pent up aggression
here’s the perfect thing …

Whack the Haggis Game

Enjoy your Burns Supper!

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~ by marysia on 25 January 2012.

One Response to “Happy Burns!”

  1. I so needed this while ploughing through my tax return 🙂 Thanks and Happy Burns to both you and the lovely Hamish!
    xx

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