…so I’ll just say a few! Below are some long overdue!
Classes are in full swing and my workload is the heaviest it
has been yet! Still, the past two weekends have been bright lights at the end
of the seemingly endless Mon-Fri tunnel!
I spend the 18th-19th reunited with classmates
from QM…we went to a Ceilidh together Friday night and had a big potluck dinner
on Saturday before painting the town! This past weekend, I went to two Burn’s
suppers on Friday and Saturday: a celebration of famous poet Robert Burns and
the revered Scottish haggis!! Saturday morning I went with QMU to St. Andrews (the
birthplace of golf!) stopping in Anstruther, a small fishing village, on the
way home.
It’s crunch time for my dissertation, and planning out my
proposal and methodology is taking a lot of time. And brain cells. But
hopefully I will have a clearer idea of my topic in the next few weeks. Then the real fun begins!
Scottish Fact: It was
brought to my attention at the Burns supper that according to recent national
survey, 32% of Americans think that a Haggis is an animal that lives in the Highlands
of Scotland. Read on and (complements of
Wiki) may you be part of the 68%!! “Haggis is a savoury pudding containing
sheep’s pluck (heart, liver and lungs) minced with onion, oatmeal, suet,
spices, and salt, mixed with stock and traditionally encased in the animal’s
stomach and simmered for approximately three hours. Haggis is a traditional Scottish dish,
considered the national dish of Scotland as a result of Robert Burn’s poem Address to a Haggis of 1787. Haggis is traditionally served with neeps and
tatties (turnips and potato) and a dram of Scotch whisky.”
And for a taste of Burns poetry, here is the first verse
(and translation) for the famous Address
to a Haggis:
Fair fa' your honest, sonsie face,
Great chieftain o' the puddin'-race!
Aboon them a' ye tak yer place,
Painch, tripe, or thairm:
Weel are ye wordy o' a grace
As lang's my airm.
Great chieftain o' the puddin'-race!
Aboon them a' ye tak yer place,
Painch, tripe, or thairm:
Weel are ye wordy o' a grace
As lang's my airm.
Nice seeing your honest, chubby face,
Great chieftain of the sausage race!
Above them all you take your place,
Belly, tripe, or links:
Well are you worthy of a grace
As long as my arm.
Great chieftain of the sausage race!
Above them all you take your place,
Belly, tripe, or links:
Well are you worthy of a grace
As long as my arm.
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| Hogmanay Crew en route to Princes Street! |
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| Chuck is the BEST! Care package in the mail from Gettysburg including a tin of SERVO COOKIES! |
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| Kelvingrove Museum, Glasgow |
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| Necropolis, Glasgow |
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| Glasgow University |
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| The Princess Royal (Anne) at Queen Margaret!
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| Address to the Haggis at Robbie Burns supper! |
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| Best Fish and Chips in the UK! Anstruther Fish Bar! |
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| Chariots of Fire? |
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| St Andrews Castle |
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| Standing on St Andrews famous green! |
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