Headley-Corné

Twinning Association

 

30eme Anniversaire de Jumelage

Plans are now well underway for the 30th Anniversary celebrations taking place from 10th to 13th May 2018.
We are looking for families to host our visitors from Corné and to be part of this fantastic weekend.

These twinning visits are truly a unique and fun experience and we are looking to make next year's visit something very special.
If you would like any information at all about what is involved please ring Clive Harrod on 07733106565 or mail cliveharrod@hotmail.com

 

Before then we have a Wine Tasting Evening on Saturday 3rd March and of course...

 

 

 

Fair fa' your honest, sonsie face
Great chieftain o' the puddin-race!
Aboon them a' ye tak your place
Painch, tripe, or thairm:
Weel are ye wordy of a grace
As lang's my arm.

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The groaning trencher there ye fill
Your hudies like a distant hill
Your pin wad help to mend a mill In time o' need
While thro' your pores the dews distil
Like amber bead

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His knife see rustic Labour dight
An' cut ye up wi' ready slight
Trenching your gushing entrails bright
Like onie ditch;
And then, Oh what a glorious sight
Warm-reeking, rich!

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Then horn for horn, they stretch an' strive:
Deil tak the hindmost, on they drive
Till a' their weel-swall'd kytes belyve
Are bent like drums;
Then auld Guidman, maist like to rive
'Bethankit!' hums.

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Burns Supper
Saturday 27th January 2018

Headley Village Hall 18:30

Tickets
Adults £17.50
Three course meal - tea, coffee, entertainment
Further information 01420 475634

 

Includes traditional 3 course Supper to be served at 19:30,
Country Dancing and a Highland Dance Display
Please bring your own drinks

Is there that owre his French ragout
Or olio that wad staw a sow
Or fricassee wad mak her spew
Wi perfect scunner
Looks down wi' sneering, scornfu' view
On sic a dinner?

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Poor devil! see him owre his trash
As fecless as a wither'd rash
His spindle shank a guid whip-lash
His nieve a nit
Tho' bluidy flood or field to dash
O how unfit

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But mark the Rustic, haggis-fed
The trembling earth resounds his tread
Clap in his walie nieve a blade
He'll make it whistle;
An' legs, an' arms, an' heads will sned
Like taps o' thrissle

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Ye pow'rs, wha mak mankind your care
And dish them out their bill o' fare
Auld Scotland wants nae skinking ware
That jaups in luggies;
But if ye wish her gratfu' prayer
Gie her a Haggis

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