So how did we at L&T (which we’re increasingly calling ourselves during office meetings, no idea why, it sounds like a Lemonade & Tonic which would be awful), celebrate Burns Night?

Well we didn’t.

The Liam Robinson Dance Band. Photo Credit: Richard Morris.

We did awkwardly go along to an event at the Lincoln Drill Hall which was in honour of the late poet Robert Burns (well, me and Alice did).

The event was organised by Liam Robinson, who is in charge of a band called “The Liam Robinson Dance Band“, unfortunately he doesn’t play sick David Guetta beats, but he does play some amazing Scottish Ceilidh dancing songs, which is just as good. Not.

It all involved dancing, singing and poetry. The first two of those things that I just wrote actually involved some level of audience participation. Imagine the awkward glances exchanged between myself and Alice as we realised that neither of us knew the lyrics to these traditional folk songs being sung.

Also the dancing was amazing. Alice got to dance with a rather elderly Scottish gentleman, and I had to dance with his wife, who was Canadian-Scottish. They were both surprisingly strong for their age and I was afraid at one moment of “Whipping The Willow” that I would in fact let go and go flying across the room.

Fear not, dear reader, that did not happen, your author is safe for now.