25 January is Burns Night

So where better to celebrate it than at a hotel which not only has a collection of nearly 700 whiskies, but is impossible to pronounce without sounding like you’ve just stepped off the set of Brigadoon. The Craigellachie Hotel has a Quaich Bar (recently featured in the Financial Times), a Ben Aigan restaurant, Speyside views and a nearby castle called Ballindaloch – try repeating those without lapsing into an ‘och’ here and ‘aye’ there!

quaich bar copy

Burns Night is, of course, a celebration of the life of the Scottish poet Robert Burns author of Auld Lang Syne. South of the border, most of us are familiar with his poem only to the extent of slurring through a repetition of the chorus, ‘Should old acquaintance be forgot, and never brought to mind, should old acquaintance be forgot, for ooooold laaaaang zine’ as a New Year’s eve of drinking takes its toll and we tell people we’ve never met before and we’ll never see again how much we love them.

So here, just in case you should need it on 25 January, are the words to Auld Lang Syne in full. If you don’t make it to the Craigellachie, well, just fill your glass with ‘usquebaugh’ (the water of life) and sing this in your best Billy Connolly accent:

Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
And never brought to mind?
Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
And auld lang syne?

And surely ye’ll be your pint-stowp,
And surely I’ll be mine,
And we’ll tak a cup o kindness yet,
For auld lang syne!

We twa hae run about the braes,
And pou’d the gowans fine,
But we’ve wander’d monie a weary fit,
Sin auld lang syne.

We twa hae paidl’d in the burn
Frae morning sun till dine,
But seas between us braid hae roar’d
Sin auld lang syne.

And there’s a hand my trusty fiere,
And gie’s a hand o thine,
And we’ll tak a right guid-willie waught,
For auld lang syne

For auld lang syne, my dear,
For auld lang syne,
We’ll tak a cup of kindness yet,
For auld lang syne!