Burns Day

[Aberdeenplotter]

Aye ma quine, affa near richt. Y tell that loon o yours that it's spikken :. We a spik richt proper

[Aberdeenplotter]

Tatties and neeps on to boil, haggis will be cooked in the microwave?(I Know, I know, they didn'thave them in Burns' day). I hope you are all salivating

[Rabidbun]

Eaten too much haggis! Wee one still going, bless im. Not bad for only half of him being scottish. His da's richt chuffed!

[alex-adam]

Look here ..!

If you folk keep shooting and trapping the little beasties they will soon become extinct. How many of the future generations will really know what one in the wild really looked like? - all they will have is stuffed specimens in museums. (or kitchens, of course)

Support the RSPCH...!

[julesapple]

Now look here chaps, what's all this difficulty with catching haggi? (note the plural) Everyone knows that a haggis has two legs shorter on one side to help it walk around pointy mountains without falling off. So, QED, you walk the other way toward the haggi herd and a catch is imminent, they cannot escape or they will fall off said pointy mountain (or ben) because the shorter legs will be on the wrong side when they try to turn around.

Titter ye not, I have actually convinced our cousins Stateside, on more than one occasion, that this is actually true!!

Jules

[Ananke]

I LOL'd there Jules.

Well mine should be ready in about 5 mins.
Haggis, Neeps and Rumbledethumps with a whisky sauce, i'm bleedin starvin too.

Slangevar

[Hilary B]

We combined the neeps and the tatties to make Clapshot, which is very popular in Orkney (where we learned to enjoy it). The haggis was, regrettably, microwaved. It just takes so long to cook any other way!
Just for a bit of variety (and colour) we added a veg stir-fry, mainly peppers, in a lot of colours! All bought, my veg-growing efforts don't provide anything for winter use.

[morverngirl]

I forgot to buy and as I was in Lanzarote I didn't have time to go out and catch my supply last weekend.I'll pay penance and read my book of Rabbie's poems