A Little Cock-A-Leekie goes a long way: Burns Supper 2012

Since I am a nationalistic exhibitionist I rose to the challenge when asked to record the traditional Burns Night Address to A Haggis yesterday.

If you ever find yourself in need of an incomprehensible Scottish accent saying odd things click here. Yes indeed, that voice is mine. From thence forward please believe that I AM SCOTTISH. Folk are often surprised by this when they meet me.

They are also usually surprised by how short I am without my high heels on. So am I funnily enough.

Bottle Green Gianmarco Lorenzi Stilettos

Yesterday was Burns Day and Burns Day became Burns Night. When I say Burns I mean the Famous Scottish Poet. I rather prefer the poetry of Edwin Morgan who was Scottish but not effusively or obviously linguistically so. Scottishness is something that I tended to hold at length in the past but have embraced more readily since moving to Australia. Scottishness is also something that you forget how to achieve unless you regularly meet other Scottish people.

Picking up the haggis was therefore an re-education in Scottishness.

We buy our haggis from a Scottish butcher in Sydney.

Prior to our last official Burns Supper we were extremely organised. We kept the Scottish butcher happy by printing off and filling out his order form and faxing it back to him.  This year, John just rocked up on Tuesday afternoon on his way back from work.

What’s your name?” the Scottish butcher asked when John requested a haggis over the counter.

John” said John in a Glasgow accent which is, conveniently enough, his own accent.

Stilettos by Gianmarco Lorenzi | Gold Lurex Seamed Stockings by Cervin via stockingshq.com

John” said the Scottish butcher in solemn tones “you did not phone me and therefore I have no haggis for you just now. If you call me in the morning tomorrow first thing at 7.30 am, I shall see what I can do“.

The Scottish butcher makes the best haggis we have ever tasted either here or in Scotland. It is like warm, crunchy pate. After a fretful night, John gets up to go to work at 5.30 am, phones  the Scottish butcher at 7.30 am.

At 10.30 am he sent me a text to confirm that the haggis had landed. A relief because it is rather difficult to have a Burns Night without haggis.

Haggis

We missed the beautiful tablet that Miss Kellie aka @katsbud made for last year’s Burns Supper. The other key elements of the Burns Night menu were in evidence as follows:

First Course:     Cock a Leekie Soup (with Prunes, without rice)

Main Course:    Haggis, Tatties and Neeps

Dessert:              Raspberry Crowdie

Drinkie Poos:    Glen Moray

It was all rather nice but I won’t go into details here because I have promised Eat Drink Stagger a Burns Post-Mortem aka Guest Blog post. Stay tuned.

Meantime you can have a listen to our Burns Night Soundtrack over at that groovy Grooveshark place.  The Shoe Save details appear below. Apologies for the fuzzy iPhone photography – the Noisy Boy was in bed as soon as we got home so and an alternative photographer with a new iPhone was temporarily appointed ;).

After the Celebration: Silk Blouse - Zac Posen for Target| Belt: Target| Tartan Skirt by Lilli Gaufrette| Stockings by Cervin| Stilettos - Gianmarco Lorenze

Shoe Save Struggle (ongoing)

Shoe Save 79 – Dark Green Gianmarco Lorenzi Stilettos

Number of Days Left in Which to Save Shoes: 20

Number of Pairs of Shoes Left to Save: 26

Have you ever tried haggis? What did you think of it?

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