We've got our Great Chieftain o'the puddin-race - in other words - a haggis, ready for Burns Night tonight. No, we're not Scottish, but it seems the only time of the year when you can buy haggis (courtesy of Morrisons at Rugeley). www.scotland.org/culture/festivals/burns-night/ Don't think we'll bother with the piper though!
I would insert the poem "to a haggis", but it does go on a bit, www.bbc.co.uk/robertburns/works/address_to_a_haggis/
the Selkirk Grace is a bit shorter:
Some hae meat and canna eat, and some wad eat that want it,
But we hae meat and we can eat, and sae Lord be thankful.
My blogs are like buses - none for over a week, then two on the same day. Must try harder.