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A St Andrew’s Day Feast by James Aitchison

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Cullen skink and haggis,

fresh scallops and much more,

Stornoway Black Pudding,

we’ll eat them, shore to shore.

St Andrew’s Day is our day,

we’ll feast and dance till late,

a legend of a thousand years 

is ours to celebrate.

Teacher’s note: November 30th celebrates St Andrew, the patron saint of Scotland, although he never set foot in the country.  A Galilean fisherman, he was the first Christian disciple, St Peter’s brother, and an early martyr.  According to legend, his bones were brought to Scotland for safe keeping by a monk, and later vanished into the mists of time.  Scotland’s national flag is St Andrew’s Saltire Cross.  (Cullen skink is a delicious creamy seafood soup, a true Scottish delicacy!)

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All about Muck

 

Have you ever been to Muck?

Or to the island of Eigg?

Perhaps you’ve been to Rum?

No, I’m not pulling your leg!

 

Three islands lost in the mist,

Just off the West Scottish coast.

That’s where you can eat haggis

Or black pudding served on toast.

 

Houses dot the lonely coves

Where sea eagles swoop and call,

And when the gale comes howling

You’ll see nobody at all.

 

Muck and Eigg and Rum, oh aye,

Three little worlds of their own.

So hop onto the ferry,

And you too can call them home.

James Aitchison