Burns Night.

Being Scottish and from Burns' country I really felt I should honour the great man.
But I'll not be having haggis, neeps and tatties - no it's curry for tea tonight!
However, I love the range of Scottish Heroes and Villains mugs and tea towels from Gillian Kyle and found here.
So I'll raise this Robert Burns mug to Scotland's greatest.
And I'll leave you with two verses from my favourite of his poems - one that as a child I had to stand up in front of my primary school and say aloud. It was terrifying trying to learn all the words and then not get them wrong! But it must have stuck with me for I still remember it to this day.

Tae A Moose 

Wee, sleekit, cowrin, tim'rous beastie, 
O, what a panic's in thy breastie! 

Thou need na start awa sae hasty, 

Wi' bickering brattle! 
I wad be laith to rin an' chase thee 
Wi' murd'ring pattle! 

I'm truly sorry man's dominion, 

Has broken nature's social union, 
An' justifies that ill opinion, 
What makes thee startle 
At me, thy poor, earth-born companion, 
An' fellow-mortal! 

Happy Burns Night Everybody. x