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Burns Night Photos
Burns Night Supper: What a wonderful occasion! The Village Hall was decorated with Scottish bunting, flags and pictures of Robert Burns, and the table was decorated with Scottish napkins and small Scottish flags. Wendy Wilmot saw diners into the Village Hall after which they selected their drinks from Barry and Sue Pritchard at the bar and bought raffle tickets from Betty Barnett for a selection of attractive prizes. Rev Elizabeth Moore-Bick said Grace after which the supper was served - superbly cooked and organised by Martyn Fry and consisting of cock-a-leekie soup, haggis, neeps (swedes) and tatties (potatoes), Typsy Laird (Scottish whisky trifle), cheese and bannocks (oat cakes) and tea or coffee and delicious shortbread made by Pompi Parry. Ian Wallace piped in the haggis which was carried by Martyn for presentation to George Fleming. The skirl of the pipes in our village hall was an amazing experience which no-one
present will ever forget. George then gave an impassioned address to the haggis flourishing a claymore with which he stabbed the haggis. On conclusion of the address, we toasted the haggis after which Ian piped it out to be served with the neeps and tatties. Barry Pritchard was a great MC and joined with George in the Selkirk Grace, Barry saying the Scottish words and George “translating” in Queen’s English. George then gave a brief presentation about Burns Night after which we all toasted Robert Burns. This was followed by a selection of Scottish songs finishing with Auld Lang Syne. Janice Ford produced the menu cards and Peter Ford took photos for photo résumé. The supper was served by Wendy, Peter, Janice, Sue and Betty. A very special Thank You to George, Ian and Martyn and a big Thank You to Wendy, Barry, Sue Betty, Janice and Peter; to everyone who came, and to everyone who helped set up the hall and cleared away afterwards.
Hall set up and ready for the guest
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The haggis being piped in
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Addressing of the Haggis
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Haggis beware
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The haggis wounded
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reading of the poem
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A toast to Robert Burns
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