the girl who used to dance on fire and brimstone (whiskyinmind) wrote,
the girl who used to dance on fire and brimstone
whiskyinmind

I have no TV. I live in a valley so the only real way I can get reception is through my Sky set-top box. It aint working. I spent 97 minutes on the phone to them yesterday trying to get it sorted and it's stil not done. *sigh*

I'm kinda in a hurry tonight - not a lot of time at all really - so thank you for your comments, I will reply as soon as I have time to draw breath! In the meantime:

Fair fa' your honest, sonsie face,
Great Chieftan o' the puddin' race,
aboon them a' ye tak' your place,
               Painch, tripe, or thairm:
Weel are ye wordy o' a grace,
              As lang's my arm.


Yes, tonight is Burn's night. And I have no Haggis, so instead I will leave you with this, not my favourite Burn's song/poem, but perhaps one of the better known ones:


Is there for honest poverty
That hings his head, an' a' that?
The coward slave, we pass him by -
We dare be poor for a' that!
For a' that, an' a' that!
Our toils obscure, an' a' that,
The rank is but the guinea's stamp,
The man's the gowd for a' that.

What though on hamely fare we dine,
Wear hoddin grey an' a' that?
Gie fools their silks, and knaves their wine
A man's a man for a' that.
For a' that, an' a' that,
Their tinsel show, an' a' that,
The honest man, tho' e'er sae poor,
Is king o' men for a' that.

Ye see yon birkie ca'd 'a lord',
Wha struts, an' stares, an' a' that?
Tho' hundreds worship at his word,
He's but a cuif for a' that,
For a' that, an' a' that,
His ribband, star, an' a' that,
The man o' independent mind,
He looks an' laughs at a' that.

A prince can mak a belted knight,
A marquis, duke, an' a' that!
But an honest man's aboon his might -
Guid faith, he mauna fa' that!
For a' that, an' a' that,
Their dignities, an' a' that,
The pith o' sense an' pride o' worth
Are higher rank than a' that.

Then let us pray that come it may
(As come it will for a' that)
That Sense and Worth o'er a' the earth,
Shall bear the gree an' a' that,
For a' that, an' a' that,
It's comin yet for a' that,
That man to man the world oe'r
Shall brithers be for a' that.

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