Friday, 25 January 2008

What I didn't have for supper tonight . . .


Sincerely wish I had, but left it too late and none to be found in Colchester this afternoon.

So ate pasta and salad instead. And you can't say 'Fair fa' your honest, sonsie face, Great chieftain o' the puddin-race' to a plate of that. Because it hasn't got one and it isn't.

Och well.

2 comments:

debutnovelist said...

Juliet
Had a haggis problem of my own. Happened to spend 25th in a v. nice hotel in cornwall with top notch food. Was delighted to be offered haggis as a starter, but not so happy when they presented us with an 'amuse bouche' - teaspoon of pureed veg with a few grains of haggis on top!
But did like Seamus Heaney's poem - hope you saw it in the Telegraph.
Alison

Juliet said...

Hmm, definitely NOT the way to eat haggis! What a disappointment. No, I didn't see the poem - will go and Google it now - thanks for alerting me to it!