As a (sadly) ex-pat Scot, I have got into the habit of celebrating Burns Night down south with some vegetarian haggis and accompaniments – much to the amusement of OH (the Sassenach….) This year’s feast will be particularly special, as I’ll be enjoying a haggis purchased on the Royal Mile in Edinburgh during my visit last year – which will bring back many happy memories.

I don’t intend to read any Burns, though – sorry! Instead, I shall be dipping into my book of Stevenson’s poems purchased in the Writers’ Museum, also on the Royal Mile.  And here are a few words from him:

Love – what is love? A great and aching heart;
Wrung hands; and silence; and a long despair.
Life – what is life? Upon a moorland bare
To see love coming and see love depart.

Happy Burns Night! 🙂