Yesterday we celebrated Burns Night 🔥.
This is what www.robertburns.org says about Burns Night:
Celebrated on, or about, the Bard’s birthday, January 25th, Burns 🔥 Suppers 🍴 range from stentoriously formal gatherings of esthetes and scholars 🎓to uproariously informal rave-ups of drunkards 🍷and louts 🍻. Most Burns Suppers fall in the middle of this range, and adhere, more or less, to some sort of time honoured form which includes the eating of a traditional Scottish meal 🍛, the drinking of Scotch whisky 🍺, and the recitation of works by, about, and in the spirit of the Bard 📘🔮.
I think we weren’t too uproarious 👯, and there were only a few drunkards 🍹🍸 at the end of the night, AND we ate haggis, neeps and tatties 🍛, and cranachan 🍥 all wonderfully made by Chesca. Oh and there were some nice Scottish beverages on offer – whisky🍸, ginger wine 🍷, irn bru 🍹and buckfast 🍺 (not all at once, although apparently whisky and ginger wine with a squeeze of lime is excellent).
Everyone had put on some splendid tartan (mainly provided by Topshop and Zara) and we addressed 📢 the haggis quite properly – each person reading their verse. There really were some quite marvellous Scotch accents – Hugh carried on being Scottish for the rest of the night (actually maybe he is Scottish…). Olivia even stabbed 🔪 the haggis at the appropriate moment – and all the lights went out 💡, it was rather dramatic – we are a little worried she may have stirred up the spirit 👼 of some long dead Scottish bard with her accidental incantation 🔮:
His knife see rustic Labour dight,
An cut you up wi ready slight,
Trenching your gushing entrails bright,
Like onie ditch;
And then, O what a glorious sight,
Luckily the lights 💡💡 came back on again and we were able to eat all the wonderful food, drink some drinks and generally celebrate Scotland – there were a few toasts to ‘the union’ and some perhaps less favourable ones to ‘Sturgeon’ and ‘Salmond’ – although really it was a very positive evening in general. We 💙💚Scotland.
Today I had porridge 🍲 for breakfast (Scottish Oats to stave off the whisper of a whisky 🍸hangover), and did my first day ever working from home. Which really was very pleasant – I got many work things done and had Bumble for company, he dressed like Peter Rabbit today 🐰🎀.