Saturday, 26 January 2013

Burns Supper

Timothy Belmont was at a Burns Supper party last night, at an old school pal's home.

The weather conditions were awful and I finally managed to reach his house, a fine dwelling somewhat akin to Cleggan in its unusual style.

In fact it's not too far from Cleggan Lodge, near Broughshane, County Antrim.

It sits in a hundred and forty acres of lovely Ulster countryside.

We had a terrific time. If you are reading this, Gavin, many thanks indeed for a splendid and memorable evening. You and Lorraine are great and most hospitable hosts.

The grub was delicious, consisting of a wholesome chicken or pheasant soup; venison stew with haggis; chocolate and cranachan pudding; whisky; and abundant wine.

Shortly thereafter, the drone of the bagpipes could be heard and Gavin marched in. He must have learnt to play them in the CCF band at Campbell.

One of the house guests, Michael, is an accomplished musician and played the piano for us all. He also happens to be an Old Brackenbrian, so I'll see him again next Friday at the Ulster Reform Club, for the annual old boys' dinner.

I stayed over, having retired to bed at some unearthly hour, like three-thirty .

This morning we all had breakfast in the large conservatory: venison sausages, rustic bread, mustard, marmalade, mushrooms, tea.


Lord Dangerfield of Broughshane said...

Belmont old chap, glad you enjoyed yourself. Your moniker has been colloquially adjusted to "Field Marshall Montgomery". Short Shanks Rommel has run a mile.

Sandy said...


Timothy Belmont said...

Dangerfield old boy, it is hoped that the beret will have the beret badge of a field marshal, in keeping with this esteemed rank the the Earl of Belmont.

I'd forgotten about your role in the CCB pipe band, too, by Jove.

'Twas a jolly good show.