Þe hert of schepe, þe nere þou take

After several weeks of fruitless searching, I’ve finally found a haggis for my flatmate’s birthday, courtesy of my aunt, who visited the Scottish shop in Tawa. You wouldn’t think it would be a hard item to obtain, would you? Maybe if they didn’t sound completely disgusting they’d be easier to find. Anyway, there’s a hard little grey package in our freezer. It looks like the sort of thing the Scots would use for ammunition against Edward the First.


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