Who knew? (Sweet Afton is no more)
Well, with all this Scottish material invading the slumbering quietude that is Northern Irish politics, it’s as well to note that tonight is Rabbie Burns Night, which in turn put me in mind of one of his most famous poems. It opens: Flow gently, sweet Afton, amang thy green braes Flow gently, I’ll sing thee a song in thy praise My Mary’s asleep by they murmuring stream Flow gently, sweet Afton, disturb not her dream. You can get the rest …