If he was alive today he’d be in a hell of a state!
WILL you be raising a toast for Burns Night?
I have to confess that until I did my research, I thought Burns Night was an episode of Casualty.
Casualty has been running for more than 30 years.
A mate of mine does walk-on parts and he’s played ‘Man lying on trolley’ since it first started.
The way things are with the NHS these days, a patient lying on a trolley for more than 30 years isn’t unusual . . .
Burns Night celebrates the birth of Scotland’s greatest poet, Robbie Burns, born in 1759.
That’s more than 250 years ago.
Just think, if he was alive today . . . he’d be in a hell of a state!
It may come as a surprise to you that Robbie Burns died at the age of 37.
It certainly came as a surprise to him! Robbie Burns had three great loves in his life – Haggis, whisky and women!
He over-indulged in all three eventually did him in.
The constant diet of haggis wore out digestive system.
The non-stop drinking wore out his liver. And his bedroom antics eventually wore out his . . . . appetite for haggis and whisky!
Burns suppers have been part of Scottish life for 200 years.
‘Burnt suppers’ have been part of my life since the first time I came home late from the pub.
Men never learn, do they? and they his