Dear Readers...

Once again it is the time of year when we all look out our tartan, brush up our poetry, tune the tonsils and head off for a Burns Supper or two. It is a tradition that I am very fond of and can remember a great many, going back to school days. These suppers can vary so much, from the formal with everything done very “properly” to the less formal with friends and family mucking in. It’s nice to think that all over the world people of all ages and persuasions are coming together to celebrate the creativity and brilliance of the Bard. I’m sure Rabbie himself, who was fond of an evening’s entertainment, would approve.