Tonight Linda and I will be joining Peter and Sue in a walk up to Heathlands for our annual celebration of Burns Night. Organised by the Friends of Hemblington Church, this is an event we all look forward to: a perfect antidote for the post-Christmas blues! There'll be pipe music, poetry and - for those of a more flamboyant nature - dancing!
Having a Scottish Grandfather (see below!) and a mother who would have been Scottish apart from her mother going into labour during a visit to Manchester, I've always been proud of my Gaelic / Celtic heritage (I have two Welsh Grandmothers too!) I was brought up on Harry Lauder, Kenneth McKellen and all things Scottish and have enjoyed many trips up to the Highlands and Islands. Like my father and grandfather before me, I love a glass of uisge beatha and have always enjoyed haggis. Luckily, MacSweens make a very acceptable veggie version: I always keep a few in the fridge!
So tonight we'll enjoy a deoch an dorus and raise a few quid towards the upkeep of our beautiful little church...
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 worthy o' a grace
As lang's my arm.