Celebrations.
 

Tomorrow is when we celebrate the life of Scotland's greatest poet.

I know how to make cock-a-leekie soup (First boil your cock ...)

Neeps and tatties are in the fridge ready to be chopped, boiled and then mashed. I have just taken a wee, sleekit, cow'rin, tim'rous beastie from the freezer to defrost.

Does anyone have a good recipe for Scottish Pudding[SUP]*[/SUP]?

Both single malt and cooking whisky are in stock.

AFAIK, all I need to do now is to check that I can still recite the Tay Bridge Disaster for when dinner is served.

* Tartan custard.

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AFAIK, all I need to do now is to check that I can still recite the Tay Bridge Disaster for when dinner is served.
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All in good fun I'm sure, but even so I hope the honoree doesn't return from the grave and throttle you.

Mrs. Burns, upon viewing a monument to her son, is supposed to have said, "Aye Robbie! Ye asked for bread and they've gien ye a stane."

A particularly good recitation is available at [YOUTUBE]opCGFmPKiE0[/YOUTUBE]

From the opposite side of the Earth (in Dunedin):
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[QUOTE=xilman;570032]A particularly good recitation is available at
<snip>[/QUOTE]... reminds me of [url=https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/45438-vogon-poetry-is-of-course-the-third-worst-in-the]this quote[/url].