Burns Supper

It’s that time of year again when Scots world wide celebrate the birth of Scotland’s National Bard, Robert ‘Rabbie’ Burns.
With the main hall at the centre fully decorated with Scottish bunting and posters of Burns it was time for the guests to arrive and enjoy a night of blether, song and a wee bit dance.
Our Chairperson, Mrs Mairi McRobert started off the Bletherin’ by welcoming everyone along and introducing the Master of Ceremonies, Mr Alec Cairns who, in his own indomitable way gave a cheery speech followed by the Selkirk Grace. And did “we hae meat”! The Bill o’ Fare was sic a feast! Traditional scotch broth, homemade and a lovely start for what was to follow, The Haggis! accompanied by none other than the neeps an’ the tatties and Piped in by, who we now think of as our own personal piper, Harrison Gibb. Harrison has been piping for us for a number of years, starting when he was only just into primary school and we have enjoyed watching him grow and develop into a fabulous piper. Lynn Harvey as chef carried the beast to the table where Mr Wullie Scott was waiting to Address and to give praise “as Lang as ma airm, for sic a dinner”
After the Haggis had filled the bellies there was just enough room left for a Whisky filled trifle, oatcakes & cheese and a sweet bite of shortbread with a coffee or tea. While the dinner settled Mr Val Plant gave the Immortal Memory, which gave insight into the man himsel. His humble beginnings, as a cotters son to his job as excise man and poet and songwriter and also his relevance today.
Mr John Henderson gave a fabulous and funny toast to the Lassies which was replied in kind by his wife Mrs Trish Henderson. The company enjoyed them very much as they were full of good humour. These are no easy speeches to do but Mr & Mrs Henderson definitely caught the essence of Rabbie himself, in their own way. All that was left to do then was dance the night away to Mr Alan Patterson and John
who kept everyone on their toes.
Lastly a thank you to Alisin, Margaret, Lynn, Fiona, Andy, Marion, Georgia, Michelle, Anne, Dayna & Chris without whom none of it would have been possible.
All that’s left to say now is, here’s to next year.
“And there’s a hand, my trusty fiere!
and gie’s a hand o’ thine!
And we’ll tak’ a right gude-willie waught,
for auld lang syne.”

 

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