South West - Burns Night?

[breezer5012]

I'm still giggling at the rendition of 'Tae a fert'!

 

[photodog]

Thanks for a great evening Anne.... ended up sleeping through breakfast!

Safely back home now.... ex-hangover....


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[breezer5012]

Thanks to everyone for your company and for helping us support the new Landlord of our local.. We were talking to him after you all left - he was just so pleased to see us all enjoy ourselves. He put in a huge amount of work to make the night as Scottish as he knew how to. Glad you enjoyed it /forums/images/graemlins/smile.gif

 

[goosewing]

Had a great evening, thanks for organising it Anne and Paul.

Another thanks to Anne for letting me look at Paul's tassels under the table, the rings on the inside so you could pull them up and lower them was very novel and interesting, i was mesmerised for all of 60 seconds. /forums/images/graemlins/tongue.gif

 

[CornishSailor]

Thank you Anne and Paul for organising the evening, and please pass on thanks to the to pub landlord, chef and staff for making it a great night.

Unlike Doug (PhotoDog), Andy and I managed to make breakfast at the Novotel.....but only just! I think someone must have snuck some whisky into my glass during dinner....along with several glasses of wine!

I'd love a copy of that poem if you have it!
Ann

 

[breezer5012]

You mean this one?! http://web.ripnet.com/~nimmos/humour/tae_a_fert.html

Tae a Fert

Oh what a sleekit horrible beastie
Lurks in yer belly efter the feastie
Just as ye sit doon among yer kin
There sterts to stir an enormous wind.

The neeps and tatties and mushy peas
Stert workin like a gentle breeze
But soon the puddin wi the sauncie face
Will have ye blawin’ all ower the place.

Nae matter whit the hell ye dae
A’bodys gonnae have tae pay
Even if ye try to stifle,
It’s like a bullet oot a rifle.

Hawd yer bum tight tae the chair
Tae try and stop the leakin air
Shift yersel frae cheek tae cheek
Prae tae God it doesnae reek.

But aw yer efforts go assunder
Oot it comes like a clap a thunder
Ricochets aroon the room
Michty me, a sonic boom!

God almighty it fairly reeks;
Hope I huvnae [--word removed--] ma breeks
Tae the bog I better scurry
Aw whit the hell, its no ma worry.

A’body roon aboot me chokin,
Wan or two are nearly bokin
I’ll feel better for a while
Cannae help but raise a smile.

Wis him! I shout with accusin glower,
Alas too late, he’s just keeled ower
Ye dirty bugger they shout and stare
I dinnae feel welcome any mair.

Where ere ye go let yer wind gan free
Sounds like just the job fur me
Whit a fuss at Rabbie's perty
Ower the sake o won wee ferty.

 

[CornishSailor]

That's it - brilliant, thank you!!!