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Burns Greeting 2019

Ellisland, 13 December 1789 One dark, dank December night When ills of life had laid him low Burns picked up his nib to write Of human spirit’s ebb and flow A bard scarce able to lift his head His mind amok with ‘nervous disease’ Black…

October Meeting 2020 (Virtual)

The October Meeting for 2020 was a video which was sent to all members. Click the picture to view. https://www.youtube.com/embed/pRdxTPQ36Tc

Tannahill Cottage - Renfrewshire Doors Open 2020

Tannahill Cottage is featured in the Renfrewshire Doors Open 2020 Virtual Tours and can be located at the Renfrewshire Doors Open website. A PowerPoint of the Cottage can be downloaded by clicking the photo of the cottage above and then the…

Burns Greeting 2018

The Culture of Encounter Calls that our culture Embraces encounters And sparks connections With our fellow man But we put up walls Close off the borders Build up the barriers When in the same boat And big guns then boast Mine…
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2017 Greeting

As the Club Bard is this year’s President, the 2017 Club Greeting was written by our previous Bard, Tom Gibson. Greeting – As Aye! Janwar’ winds whaizle ower the Braes, Sheughs brimfu’ wi’ rain an’ wi’ snaw Whitters o’…
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Burns Greeting 2016

La plume est plus forte que l'epee The Tree o’ Liberty Had shed its precious fruit Before November's callous blast Silenced Bataclan’s boards And cast the City of Lights Into sorrowful shadow With ‘Je Suis Charlie’ Ready…

Auld Lang Syne

“We twa hae paidl'd in the burn, Frae morning sun till dine, But seas between us braid have roar'd, sin auld lang syne."

A Red, Red Rose

O my Luve's like a red, red rose, That's newly sprung in June; O my Luve 's like the melodie, That's sweetly played in tune.

2015 Greeting

A LION ONCE RAMPANT A lion once rampant With blue tongue and claw Limps into the New Year A thorn in his paw His proud mane is matted Hishide in tatters War, it has raged on Constitutionalmatters A campaign so bitter Stripped…

2014 Greeting

Paisley Burns Club Greeting An autumn storm is on it way But Westlin’ winds are not to blame Clouds are gathering day by day And independence is its name September brings the time to choose When citizens must make their mark The…