Tam o' Shanter

Warlocks and witches in a dance;
Nae cotillion brent-new frae France,
But hornpipes, jigs strathspeys, and reels,
Put life and mettle in their heels.
A winnock-bunker in the east,
There sat auld Nick, in shape o' beast;
A towzie tyke, black, grim, and large,
To gie them music was his charge:
He scre'd the pipes and gart them skirl,
Till roof and rafters a' did dirl.--

To celebrate Burn's Day yesterday we had a street performance of Tam o' Shanter in Kirkcaldy High Street today. Here Tam first sees the warlocks, witches and Cutty Sark.

More pics here.