Burns Night

Musings from Marylebone High Street

Freya Simms | Posted 31.03.2013 | Home
Freya Simms

The last two weeks in the world of has been pretty full on and I would say surprisingly enjoyable for what can often seem a bleak time of year. The snow has brought out the inner child in many a moaner and the blanket of White.

15 Reasons Why Robert Burns Is The Coolest Poet Of All Time

The Huffington Post UK | Sam Parker | Posted 27.03.2013 | Home

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Burns Night: A Night For Scotland's Liquid Poetry

David Robertson | Posted 27.03.2013 | Home
David Robertson

Burns Night is an occasion for us to not only celebrate the life of our favourite son, Robert Burns, but an opportunity to acknowledge, embrace and enjoy all things Scottish. For me, it can only be one thing: whisky.

Whisky, Dancing & Haggis: It's Burns Night

Huffington Post UK | Sara C Nelson | Posted 25.01.2013 | UK

Happy Birthday Robert Burns! Yes it’s that time of year where we toast Scotland’s national poet with whisky, dancing and er, haggis. Trad...

Anti-Slavery Letter By Robert Burns To Be Published

PA | Posted 26.03.2013 | Home

A series of events will take place across Scotland today to celebrate the birthday of Robert Burns. Traditional Burns Suppers, poetry recitals and ...

'The Best Laid Schemes O' Mice An' Men': Pupils Made To Study Scottish Literature

Huffington Post UK | Lucy Sherriff | Posted 26.01.2012 | UK Universities & Education

Students in Scotland will now have to study Scottish Literature as part of the national curriculum, after years of the government allowing teachers to...

Reflections on Burns Night From a Scot Living in London

Martel Maxwell | Posted 25.03.2012 | UK Politics
Martel Maxwell

There I was passing a shelf of specially-ordered Burns Night haggises at Waitrose in Canary Wharf when I overheard a woman speaking to her friend. "Any Scottish people I've known have always been really arrogant and loud," she said in an East End London accent. "Yeah. Big drinkers too," her friend nodded, picking up a haggis and eyeing it suspiciously.