Ode to a Haggis

So tell me, fellow litterateurs, did you mark the 250th birthday of Scotland’s own Robert Burns by loading a sheep stomach with oats, minced organs, blood and savory herbs and cooking it until the whole mess came bursting out of the stomach lining like an exploding sausage alongside a platter of neeps and tatties?

I’ll take that as a no.

Neither did I, to be honest. Instead I watched this recital of Burns’ “Ode to a Haggis.”

I also contemplated this article about drinking possibilities. I’m sure Burns would have approved.

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One thought on “Ode to a Haggis

  1. rhonde says:

    Och. Aye!

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