Clan Ross – Manitoba Chapter Christmas PartyDecember 4th, 2010, at historic McBeth HouseMcBeth House, located on what was originally Lot 33 of Lord Selkirk’s Red River Colony, was the setting for the Clan Ross-Manitoba Chapter Christmas Party this last December 4, 2010. There could be no more suitable location! ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() |
A Visit from St. Columba(who brought the art of distillation to Scotland)- by Ian M. Ross, December, 2010, with acknowledgement to Clement C. Moore, author of “A Visit from St. Nicholas” |
‘Twas three weeks before Christmas, and through McBeth House the Ross Clan was gathered, to eat and carouse. The meal had been gobbled up in no time flat, as feasts before Christmas will not put on fat. Dessert plates were stacked in the kitchen with care, in hopes Saint Columba would soon arrive there. Columba, that brave monk who from Ireland came to Iona, then Scotland, conversion his game … to in-tro-duce pa-gan Scots to Christian ways and the art of distilling, now that’s cause for praise! But back to the party: the Rosses, no slouches, were nestled all snuggly on chairs and on couches. ‘Twas early still, certainly not time for bed … while visions of Atholl Brose danced in their heads. When out in the kitchen there arose such a clatter I looked at the door to see what was the matter. When what did my wondering eyes soon disclose but Columba’s disciples … carrying the brose. And while those disciples delivered the same, Columba’s old ghost called the Ross Clan by name: Now Roger Ross, I know that you have been good, but open your wallet, you know that you should! And Mary, I hope you enjoyed the roast beast. It’s certainly part of a gluten-free feast. |
On Dot and on Milton … I wish to speak free; just who is the needler, and who the needlee? Now Dorothy, now Barbara, executive pair: I wish you appointments for life …… so there! Past-President Pat, and Alex so tall, it’s not far to come from home in East St. Paul. We do miss Patricia … and Roger’s moustache with its feeling of suavity, and urbane dash. On Jim and on Christine, his spouse, I will dwell, our Burns Dinner founder you all know so well. Now Evelyn, now Bob, from Brandon they came … where they are the champ-i-ons of the Ross name. On Len and on Don … I haste to repeat, if it weren’t for their house there’d be no place to meet! Now Ian’s spouse Jacquie … I must thank you, ma’am, for putting up with that theatrical ham. And last I will name a right jolly old elf: Denis Fletcher, hard worker in spite of himself. So those are the tidings from Columba’s ghost: A smidgen of praise … and a soupcon of roast. But I hear him exclaim, ere he goes out of view, “Try the Atholl Brose, please … it is so good for you!” |