Friday, the 25th of January, marked the anniversary of Robert Burns' birth. And all over Scotland (and probably throughout the world), Scottish folk celebrate the bard with a traditional meal (haggis, neeps & tatties), poems, toasts and the like.
On the 26th I was persuaded to go to a ceilidh up in Dundee. I don't usually travel distances for dances, and I am usually able to fall back on the excuse of having work the next morning. But as I had this week off work, no such crutches were available.
So I went. It was a mixture of modern music (and dancing) and ceilidh dancing. I didn't really participate in the modern stuff, but I'm pretty sure I danced every ceilidh dance!
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| Before the dance: doing our hair and playing with my camera phone. |
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| Dovile. |
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| Mercy & Ijeoma. |
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| Rachel and Dovile. |
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| Being silly - pretending to fight over some of Ijeoma's Nigerian money. |
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| Mercy & me. |
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| More messing about: Stephen (who gave us a lift) pretending to give us all a rose. |
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| Left to right: Me, Mercy, Ijeoma, Rachel & Dovile. |
So jealous about the ceilidh! It looks like you had a lot of fun. And you look so pretty! I love your dress! I think that photo you have as your facebook profile pic is one of my favorites of you. :-)
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