Today, Scots (and those who wish they were) around the world celebrate the birth of Robert Burns, Scotland's favourite son, the great 18th century Scottish poet.
Through the 1980's and early 1990's, my father and I helped 'pipe' in our fair share of haggis at traditional Burns suppers and sipped a few wee drams in toasts as part of the Address to the Haggis. As the photos below show, my father the piper (pictured with his sister Carol, also a piper) and I as a drummer spent many great hours as part of the Highland Creek pipes and drums band.
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