Harry and Juta on Burn's Night

Harry took me home with him for a very special occasion in Scotland which is the celebration of our national poet's birthday. He was called Robert Burns and he wrote many wonderful poems and songs. We always have a special meal which is called Haggis, and Burns liked it so much he even wrote a poem "To a Haggis "which is strange because it is all sorts of meat mixed with oatmeal and cooked in a sheep's stomach! The haggis is always piped into the room by a piper playing the bagpipes. Here you can see me trying to have a go! Harry is learning to play the pipes so he can pipe the Haggis in when he is older. Then we sit down and eat the haggis with potatoes and turnips just like Robert Burns would have done. Here I am with my meal!

Then we had lots of singing, dancing and retelling of some of Burns' poetry and it all ended with a "wee dram", al ittle drink of good whisky! I went to bed very happy and am learning more and more about Scotland every day! Love to everyone, Juta.xxx