Burns Supper Eve...

The tables are set.
The speeches are written.
The wine, Prosecco & whisky have been delivered.
The potatoes, turnip and carrots await peeling.
Eddie’s bringing the soup.
Sheila’s bringing the Tipsy Laird. And I don't mean her hubby .
Gill is bringing the shortbread and tablet.
All homemade.
David’s hunting collecting the haggis in the morning.

I think we are more than ready for a fab Burns Supper.

Roll on tomorrow.

:))