I once told someone that a Haggis is a small mammal, a bit like a pre-midnight Gremlin, that is native to the Highlands of Scotland and he not only believed me but went on to explain to other people exactly what a Haggis was until someone ruined it by telling him it's actually a mix of sheep's heart, liver and lungs minced and stuffed into a sheep's stomach which i am reliably informed is every bit as tasty as it sounds.
I know someone who fed haggis to their dog once and the poor thing spent the next month licking it's bottom trying to get rid of the taste.
Burns Night then is a celebration of Robert 'Robbie' Burns, best known for penning 'Auld Lang Syne' which is drunkenly sung on New Year's Eve to bid farewell to the year just gone although he did also write a poem called 'Cock Up Your Beaver' but for some reason that never became quite so popular.
A typical Burns night celebration is a drop of Whisky followed by a Burns Supper, served with Whisky and once that is finished someone whips out a bagpipe and blows some god-awful tune on it while everyone else drinks Whisky, argues about something and a drunken fist fight ensues.
I'm sure that Scotland has got some other national hero's and to be fair as they do like their Whisky i guess you could say they probably get very drunk on their birthdays too if that day ends in a Y even if they don't know whose day it is.
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