...and to drink fine whisky and sample yummy traditional Scottish foods.
(Don't look, George.)
After weeks of planning and organizing we were finally able to bring what we believe is a Metaverse first to reality. Burns Suppers.
The first was celebrated during a time in my real life day that is generally filled with work and after school activities with my children. The Early Bird Social Club held the first of the evening's events in Loch Avie from 12pm - 3pm SLT. I was thrilled that I was able to pop into my SL home at around 2:30pm SLT and could say hello to many European friends and neighbors as they danced their way into the night during the Ceilidh portion of the supper.
Dancing with Miss Fuschia Begonia, Lady Amber, Mr. Pedruly Peccable, Mr. Iason Hassanov, and my cousin, Lady Gabrielle Riel, among others
From what I have heard, Miss Snook and her volunteers put on a marvelous dinner in the conservatory at Loch Avie. Well done, Madame! It has been a true pleasure collaborating with you on this. We must do things like this more often.
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Immediately following my hasty departure from SL, I made sure my own RL haggis was doing well on the stove and I headed upstairs to get my human self ready for our quiet Burns Supper at home.
After getting my lovely little lassies all snugly tucked into their beds with visions of haggis dancing in their heads (yes - they both did try some of the sirloin haggis), I poured myself another glass of whisky, popped into world, and began the last minute preparations of any hostess ensuring that her guests will be happy and comfortable.
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Gathering
The Clan Gathers
Members present: Lord and Lady Primbroke, Carntaigh, Hotspur, O'Toole, Exrex Somme
(not in this picture: ZenMondo Wormser)
Mr. Somme was kind enough to give his seat at the head table to a friend of Mr. O'Toole's,
Miss Chav Paderborn
(photo credit: O'Toole)
Technical Difficulties
The order of our dinner went a wee bit askew as dear Lord Edward was having major issues with his computer...crashing and then remaining absent for quite a number of minutes. Not to worry though, the crowd was most amenable to the changes (good thing the whisky was flowing freely).
Entrance of the Haggis
The Supper
The Loyal Toast
HERE'S TO THE PIOUS, SIM-GENERATING, AND GLORIOUS LEADER OF OUR INDEPENDENT NATION - THE GREAT AND GOOD GUVNAH DESMOND SHANG, WHO SAVES US FROM ROGUES AND ROGUERY, SLAVES AND SLAVERY, KNAVES AND KNAVERY, BRASS MONEY AND POORLY REZZED SHOES.
AND HERE’S TO THE PEOPLE, THE GOOD CITIZENS OF CALEDON AND HER ALLIED NATIONS OF WINTERFELL, STEELHEAD, BRYTHANY, BABBAGE, AND LOVELACE
WHOEVER DENIES THIS TOAST MAY HE BE SLAMMED INTO THE MUZZLE OF THE GREAT GUN OF CAPE WRATH AND SENT INTO THE AIR OVER THE MAINLAND WITH HIS PRIM ATTACHMENTS PLANTED FIRMLY IN HIS BUM.
LADIES AND GENTLEMEN - THE GUVNAH!
AND THE PEOPLE!
The Toast to the Lassies
The Toast to the Laddies
Toasts Galore
To friends and family
Army
Navy
Air Force
Marines
Community
Whisky
George the Domesticated Wild Haggis
Our Typists
really - anything was fair game.....what a grand time!
Immortal Memory
Burns Readings
Ceilidh
There were some quiet spots to be found, however, which is something I always try to ensure.
Lady SeaSong and Lord Kintyre
Auld Lang Syne
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