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Burns Night II - Just When You Thought It Was Safe To Go Back In the Haggis
Another Findley's Haggis, another dram of Highland Park whisky and another Burns Supper, this time in Brussels. Braw. Fair fa' your honest, sonsie face, Great chieftain o' the puddin-race! Aboon them a' ye tak your place, Painch, tripe, or thairm: Weel are ye wordy o' a grace As lang's my arm. Fair is your honest happy face Great chieftain of the pudding race Above them all you take your place Stomach, tripe or guts Well are you worthy of a grace As long as my arm The groaning trencher there ye fill, Your hurdies like a distant hill, Your pin wad help to mend a mill In time o' need, While thro' your pores the dews distil Like amber bead. The groaning platter there you fill Your buttocks like a distant hill Your skewer would help to repair a mill In time of need While through your pores the juices emerge Like amber beads His knife see rustic Labour dight, An' cut you up wi' ready sleight, Trenching your gushing entrails bright, Like ony ditch; And
Burns Nicht
Haggis from Findleys Portobello, a free Burns CD from the Scotsman and a dram of Highland Park. A great Burns supper all round !!!
Joycey Gets Doom 4 Gig
Fresh on the back of Memoirs Of A Master Forger (as William Heaney), Leicester's World Fantasy Award winning author and Daniel Craig lookalike, Graham Joyce , has got the job of writing the storyline to ID's next installment in the Doom saga, Doom 4. Hacking and slaying with a BFG and a decent storyline, now that's just too good to be true. I think he should set it in Leicester. Undead aliens in the Globe, multi-tentacled creatures in the Rainbow and Dove and a weird bunch of freaks in Magic Labyrinth. Hang on a second, that's not a storyline, that's the way it is most days of the week! The last time a major British fantasy writer wrote anything game related that I can remember was Rob Holdstock 's The Dark Wheel which was written as an Elite spin off. Now all we need is a Moorcock penned Super Mario Opus and we'd really be cooking. That little plumber dude would do much better armed with a Needle Gun.
There's no business like snow business...
Douglas does his best 'The Management' impression in front of a frosty Brussels backdrop. Brrrrrrr......
