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We're meeting some local thespians who are reciting some of Burns best work, should be an absolute hoot. :O When biting Boreas, fell and doure, Sharp shivers thro' the leafless bow'r; When Phœbus gies a short-liv'd glow'r, Far south the lift, Dim-dark'ning thro' the flaky show'r, Or whirling...

Burns Night tonight, one of THE great nights of the year. How is everyone celebrating?