I'm glad it went over well, David. We've just finished a repeat of that Burns Supper, which we organize as a charity fundraiser, and two others, where I do the the haggis addresses and an immortal memory. (After some humour and extracts from Burns, I finish with my own
Immortal Memory poem.) After the Suppers, the tables are cleared and Joyce's band, Celtic Chaos, supplies music while her mother calls Scottish country dances.
John