So we went to another Rabbie Burns Supper last night - and yes, that's not a typo. We've had some feedback that the world may know him by his Anglicized name Robbie, but to all true Scots he will always be dear Rabbie.
We had a little more tartan on this time (pictures later), and felt a little more prepared. It was held at a hotel on the south shore of the Dee River, which was quite nice. We had a great group of people to share our table, mostly people we had met through work.
The speaker was quite good, although sometimes it sounded more like Comedy Night at the Improv instead of the Immortal Memory. It was entertaining, though. One of his better lines - how did the Scots explain haggis to outsiders - simple; buy a sheep, sell the wool and cook the rest. The haggis at this party was much better than the first one we had. Well spiced, nice texture and not at all glutinous. The meal also came with a nice beef filet and neeps and tatties, of course. No whiskey on the table, though, which we found a bit odd.
The dancing went very well as we added the "Dashing White Seargent" and the "OXO Dance" to our repertoire, perfected our "St. Barnard's Waltz" and were actually called on to lead the "Strip the Willow" (traditional, not the Orkney version). By 12:30 we were completely knackered and on our way home in a taxi.
We had great taxi drivers both ways yesterday. The first told us interesting stories about her family of football watching brothers and the second gave us a thorough run down on all the benefits of buying a brand new Skoda. In general we've found the taxi drivers here to be a step above other places we've been in terms of friendliness. It helps to start and end your evening well.
We just came back from the movie theatre. I think the highlight was the walk home - it is an absolutely gorgeous night. Calm, crisp, refreshing. As for the movie, unless you don't think you could say you lived life fully without finding out who would win in a fight between a vampire and a werewolf, we think you can probably skip Underworld 3.
Cheers,
Rik
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