It's January and this time of year is regarded as almost the
middle of winter.
Despite the cold weather, the snowdrops have braved the elements
and started to provide a welcome display in my garden.
January also brings an important date on the Loweswater Social
Calendar as well . . .
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In Scotland, Burns Night is celebrated on the 25th
of January,
but that doesn't stop Loweswater 77 Club
making an early start this year.
Tuesday was the convenient day for us to celebrate
the Scottish Bard,
just a day or so away from his official birthday.
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Our illustrious Chairman John opened the proceedings
with the explanation of why we were here today . . .
It turns out that most of modern day Cumbria
was a principality of the Kingdom of Scotland at the time of
the Norman Conquest in 1066,
so as technically past-residents of the Kingdom
of Strathclyde, we were quite happy to cast care aside
and celebrate the life of Scotland's most famous
poet, Rabbie Burns.
In true style the Haggis was piped into the
room and paraded for all to see.
( Photo by Christine Goode.)
Our Piper tonight was Alistair Smeaton and the
Haggis was presented by John Angus.
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The mighty Haggis was placed at the front of the
hall
for all to see,
and was addressed in the official manner by
Mr Ken Williamson.
The main dish was the veritable Haggis,
"warm, reeking, rich wi' Champit Tatties
and served with bashed Neeps".
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Ken gave
us the most memorable toast . . . |
. . . praising the Haggis
for it's grandeur . . . |
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it's taste,
the ability to reach the soul . . . |
. . . and he offered
up a desire . . . |
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. . . and invited us all to join him
to toast the famous beastie with a wee dram of Whisky
The toast included the 'cleaving of the haggis'
with his trusty dirk.
My one regret of the evening
was not to have his amazing, animated speech
on video.
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Suitably praised, it was divided amongst the guests
and served with a large helping of Tatties and Neeps.
The jury is out as to definition of Neeps, some
say it is turnip ('nips')
others say swede (a cross between turnips and
kale).
Either way it was beautifully bashed and delightfully
served.
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The main course was complimented with Scottish Cranachan,
a dish of whipped cream with honey, Whisky and oatmeal.
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A quick wiz around the room to acknowledge
everyone who took part in tonight's event.
Names are withheld to protect the guilty !
Sorry you guys . . . caught you on the hop
and I forgot to say cheers . . .
That's better . . . like the Tam o'Shanters
everyone.
This table included Ken relaxing after his
speech.
Likewise this table included Alastair and
his good lady
who accompanied the proceedings later with
her talented accordion music.
Peter on the right was alternating between
drinking his whisky and practising his speech for the next
stage of the evening.
The good ladies of Loweswater, Lorton and
even Cockermouth.
A warm Scottish welcome from the next table.
Chris Judd, first on the left, would shortly
be entertaining us too.
The final table, depending on where you class
the starting point, included Christine who provided me with
the first picture of the piper.
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After the
meal Peter stood to toast "The Immortal Memory"
of Rabbie Burns. |
Ably assisted in this
task by Sue and Dave. |
Rabbie is credited as one of the greatest Scottish and World
poets.
He is regarded as a pioneer of the Romantic Movement and
a source of political inspiration for both liberalism and
socialism.
He had many love affairs in his short life and was father
to nine children.
He also often wrote his poems in a light 'Scots dialect'
which helped make his poetry accessible to many more people
beyond his home country.
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The "Toast
to the Lassies" was made by Keith . . . |
. . . and the excellent
response "To the Laddies" was by Chris. |
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The evening closed with a rather fine raffle
with so many gifts that there was almost a prize for everyone.
And finally . . . our place mats tonight for
those that wish more detail about the National Bard
and the words to tonight's parting song .
. . Auld Lang Syne.
Click
here or on the picture to view a larger, perhaps
more readable photo
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During the evening the topic arose about whether
the Haggis was male or female.
The conclusion by one of our speakers was that,
as the haggis had been cleaved by Ken during his
address
then the haggis was definitely female as it now
"had a visible cleavage" . . . thanks
Keith !
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Technical note: Pictures taken
with my iPhone 11pro mobile phone camera.
Resized in Photoshop, and built
up on a Dreamweaver web builder.
This site best viewed with
. . . sufficient usquebaugh (the water of life) to match the
toasts.
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