|Carnethy Burns Supper|
|A Burns supper is a celebration of the life and poetry of the poet Robert Burns, author of many Scots poems.|
The suppers are normally held on or near the poet’s birthday, 25 January, sometimes also known as Robert Burns Day or Burns Night (Scots: Burns Nicht), although they may in principle be held at any time of the year.
Read all about it here, though it strangely makes no mention of the entertainment. Another page here
Burns Supper 2017
With Carnethy Burns Night one week late
And one week Later we had the real event so with the Selkirk Grace (Shane Bouchier), My self doing The Haggis, Helen Wise with a fabulous Immortal Memory, Mike Lynch toasting “The Lassies”, Jasmin doing “The Reply” and a lot of Carnethy talent on show, we all had a great night. The tale of Violins from Bill Gauld was a highlight. thanks to Lisa for pullling it all together and to the Burnett’s for Hosting.
Burns Supper 2016
On Wednesday night a merry band of Carnethys gathered at the Burnett residence to celebrate Burns Night. The food was excellent with massive vats of neeps, tatties and haggis (both meaty and veggie) and heaps of homemade puddings. The traditional Burns supper speeches (given by Al, Gordon, Mark, Iain and Nikki [I know I am forgetting someone in here and I apologize]) were all present and accounted for. Unfortunately as a Canadian attending his first Burns supper I can’t recall exactly what they called but they were all very well done. After the official proceedings were done various people presented music: flute by Margaret and glockenspiel by Mike, songs: by Moira, Gio, Moira and Willie, and poetry: by Alistair, Hilary, Willie and Me. And finally the group song: adapted by Nick and accompanied on guitar by Mike [apologies for any missed or incorrect names]. All of it organized by Lisa and Euan [at least he looked like he was helping]. I’ll re-iterate what Lisa said in her email about the night: “The puddings were plentiful, thanks to the Burnetts for letting us take over their home for the night and MASSIVE thankyou to ALL those who stuck their necks out and performed. We are a very lucky (and unbelieveably talented!) bunch.”
|21st January 2015|
Burns Supper – 2015
Burns night? Another cracker! The Burnett family kindly offered to host this year, at their lovely home down near Bennetts Bar (all my directions and geography relate to pubs, I’m afraid). It was 6:45 when I arrived, and some were already in a local tavern drinking some dutch courage as I unloaded the last of the goodies from the car. By 7pm the house was still quiet, but outside the streets of Morningside were awash with Carnethies, trying to find Neil’s house with a pudding in one hand, a carry out under their arm, and trying to load google maps on their phone. Bill Gauld was the first to arrive – proper old school: on time and without the need for internet. Good man! 15 minutes later we were all inside, the house warming nicely, puddings aplenty, jackets hanging from every corner, cycles stashed in the garage, drinks being poured and a mild panic setting amongst the speakers for the evening. But first the food!
Arriving bang on time, Zea provided the main meal for the evening. Our MC, Gordon, took to the stage to introduce Willie, who performed the Addressing of the Haggis. I’ve never understood it myself, it sounds a little like Klingon to me, but kudos to the president for performing with flair and without the need for written notes! Britton then said the Selkirk Grace, again without notes (!), and we all sat down for dinner. Puddings were supplied by the great cooks of Carnethy: Cheesecakes, trifles, brownies, eton mess, pineapple upside down cake, chocolate cake… the list goes on, and it was all gobbled up. Special mention of Shane’s crème brulee, it’s rare that I need to ask the host if he has a blowtorch!
Subdued with food, the Carnethy crowd slumped into their seats for the entertainment for the evening. However, despite sending an email round looking for volunteers to toast the lassies, there was no response! It seems the Carnethy Men were struck with stage fright, unwilling or unable to rise to the occasion, so the task fell on poor Fiona to take matters into her own hands. No loss though, she toasted the lassies with good grace (insider knowledge perhaps?), and was even kind to those fellas who she replaced. Cat responded in kind, toasting the laddies, even though they clearly don’t deserve it, with fun and good humour. Jamie Thin gave a great Immortal Memory, specifically referring to the conditions of the time and the toil that Burns endured, reminding us all how easy we have it today.
Thankfully, we’re not short of talented people in Carnethy, and the music flowed from then on. Richard and Margaret led with flute and guitar, Mark James sang, as did Moira and also Gio. Willie took to the stage to accompany Moira for a song. Jane and Mike gave us some great tunes on the guitar and mandolin, and I believe Sinead Thin sang Caledonia. All impressive stuff! For a finale we played an original composition by Nick McDonald, called Carnethy Desire, with Jane on mandolin, Mike on the chanter and guitar, and Cat on the ukulele. Apologies if I have missed any acts! Unfortunately I missed many acts as I was in the kitchen sorting the dishes and drinking whisky, with little and great success respectively. Once the last song was sung, we all thanked the performers and pudding makers, and then we all drifted off into the night.
Some made it to Bennetts for a night cap… and less remember making it to Bennetts for a night cap. Oh dear.
Many thanks to the host, the MC, the gracer, the addresser, the pudding makers, the toaster, the replier, the memory man, the singers, the players, and to all the music makers. And a special thanks to the attendees! Cheers!
23rd January 2014
23rd January 2013
|28th January 2012|
Carnethy Burns Supper
Not only did Kate & Craig kindly volunteer to host the Burns Supper, they then also proceeded to produce a feast which could have fed two Burns Nights. Throughout the evening Eric, who looked the part in tartan waistcoat and trousers, kept things moving along nicely through the proceeding. After the haggis had been addressed by Willie and eaten – not just by Willie – there was Nick, who hadn’t been able to find either a willing substitute or his old immortal memory but coped very well. In the toast to the Lassies Bob Waterhouse presented us with surprising family histories of some ladies, while Helen replied by highlighting perceived flaws in the male approach to race preparation. There was music from Margaret and Richard on flute and guitar, Bill on the fiddle and Nigel, who hadn’t anticipated the effects pudding has on guitar playing, but managed to soon overcome the sticky fingers. To everyone’s delight Hillary reprised, after one year pause, her excellent performance of Tam O’Shanter. The evening also saw the first gig of Carnethy’s new tribute band “Sweat, Sweat, Sweat”which was a success with a sing-along to, both, a PG and Bob’s version of “Mud is all around us”. Further songs were sung and poems recited and a good evening was had by all.
26th January 2011
28th January 2010