Burns Night

Burns Night (Jan 2022)

Tuesday, Jan 25, 2022
On January 25th the world celebrates Burns Night in memory of Scotland’s National Bard, Robert Burns.

This year, restrictions on social mixing had just been lifted so I was definitely in the mood for some extra special celebrations. I quickly amassed some tartan tablecloths, procured too much haggis and invited DMC members for a wee evening at mine – Burns Night in a cottage, just as the bard would have wanted.

We dined on the traditional haggis, neeps and tatties – after the haggis was properly addressed, of course, and, admittedly, after the tatties were rescued by saviours of the hour Paulina and Heinke. We quaffed Scotch whisky and Irn Bru, and read aloud many of the bard’s poems. We even managed a round-the-table reading of Tam O’ Shanter.

It was a fantastic evening, and, thanks to attendees’ donations and the Match Funding scheme at my work, we raised a tidy wee £120 for Tayside Mountain Rescue.

Not a bad night, all things considered!

Alex even wrote and read aloud his own poem for Andy Murphy’s birthday – now the unofficial DMC anthem – and presented proudly below…


O’ my Luve is like a mountain club
That hails fae Dundee toon;
O’ my Luve is like a weekend meet
That climbs hills up an’ doon.

So fair art thou, my drookit arse,
So deep in pain am I;
It needs massaged tonight my dear
Till meh thermal dra’rs gang dry.

Till a’ meh dra’rs gang dry, my dear
And meh socks smell like the sun;
I will climb again, my dear,
For there’s Corbetts to be run.

And fare thee weel, my only luve!
And fare thee weel awhile!
And I will come again, my luve.
For this club does make me smile.