As has been said many times,
A Haggis looks like a football only you don’t kick it, you eat it.
It’s only after you’ve eaten it that you wished you’d kicked it 🙂
Had my first proper Haggis (and single malt!) when I was 12, best friends mother was Scottish and I got taken up to Bathgate for a proper Hogmanay. Not something I’ll ever forget 🙂
Other good memories are being taken to Berwick on Tweed for weekends/weeks holidays with them. I can vividly remeber the first time we went to the local chippy (Miranda’s) and I asked for pie and chips, did I want the pie hot? yes please, then the look of shock as he dropped it into the deep fat fryer!!
Please excuse spelling/typos. Apart from being a clot it turns out I had one on my cerebellum that's now causing various problems!