Friendship Lodge No. 66

September 6th, 2008

The next meeting of Friendship Lodge will take place on the 10th September at 7.30pm the work for the evening,

To hear Q & A of the EA Degree if the Brother is ready

To receive the Volume of the Sacred Law, Traveling Gavel and Trowel.

Victoria Lodge No 16

September 3rd, 2008

The next regular meeting of Victoria Lodge will be on the 9th September at 7pm

The work of the evening will be

To hear Q and A and hear the 3rd Degree Obligation from 2 Brothers if ready

To hear Q and A and hear the 2nd Degree Obligation from 1 Brother if ready

Lingwick Lodge No 79

September 1st, 2008

The next regular meeting of Lingwick Lodge No 79 will be held on the 9th September.

The Business of the evening will be to receive and welcome the GM and GL Officers and to host the 21st Scottish Hospitality Evening.

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Fair fa’ your honest, sonsie face,
Great chieftain o’ the pudding-race!
Aboon them a’ yet tak your place,
Painch, tripe, or thairm:
Weel are ye wordy o’a grace
As lang’s my arm.

The groaning trencher there ye fill,
Your hurdies like a distant hill,
Your pin was help to mend a mill
In time o’need,
While thro’ your pores the dews distil
Like amber bead.

His knife see rustic Labour dight,
An’ cut you up wi’ ready sleight,
Trenching your gushing entrails bright,
Like ony ditch;
And then, O what a glorious sight,
Warm-reekin’, rich!

Then, horn for horn, they stretch an’ strive:
Deil tak the hindmost! on they drive,
Till a’ their weel-swall’d kytes belyve
Are bent like drums;
Then auld Guidman, maist like to rive,
Bethankit! hums.

Is there that owre his French ragout
Or olio that wad staw a sow,
Or fricassee wad make her spew
Wi’ perfect sconner,
Looks down wi’ sneering, scornfu’ view
On sic a dinner?

Poor devil! see him owre his trash,
As feckles as wither’d rash,
His spindle shank, a guid whip-lash;
His nieve a nit;
Thro’ blody flood or field to dash,
O how unfit!

But mark the Rustic, haggis-fed,
The trembling earth resounds his tread.
Clap in his walie nieve a blade,
He’ll mak it whissle;
An’ legs an’ arms, an’ hands will sned,
Like taps o’ trissle.

Ye Pow’rs, wha mak mankind your care,
And dish them out their bill o’ fare,
Auld Scotland wants nae skinking ware
That jaups in luggies;
But, if ye wish her gratefu’ prayer
Gie her a haggis!

The Travelling Gavel

August 31st, 2008

For the Schedule of the Travelling Gavel, Trowel and Volume of the Sacred Law please look under the ‘DDGM and District Rep’ pages on the right.



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