"Freedom and heuchin' gang the gither. Tak aff your dram!"
Robert H. Burns
So you want to be a member? Ah your blood is worth
bottling!
I must tell you that the ceremony is secret,
humiliating and involves arterial bleeding with a rusty dirk. Your sporran
will be doused in cheap cooking whisky and set on fire (while you are in
mid-fling!)
You will be forced to smear raw haggis on your
naked body, eat a whole set of bagpipes (case not included) and denounce your family, your faith, your country of birth and Jimmy Shand. These are
the only parts I can talk about in public – the rest being a secret,
humiliating ceremony that involves arterial bleeding.
However, having survived this 4-day ordeal, and
passed according to the adjudicator, you will be asked to submit a sound
file of your heuchs to be put up on this website.
Click here to hear the Great Highland Heuch from our archives. This is
a Heuch performed by Shuggie McHeuch of Harris who Heuched for Scotland in
the 1947 Olympic Games (in a pub in Buckie). He was the first to multitask
with a Heuch in mid-birl.
Then get opportunity to wear Heuch T-shirt at next
dance – as long as keep heuching while wearing it!


The Heuch Quaich is awarded annually for the best Heucher of the year
in each chapter. Once you are
awarded the Quaich you
cannot get off the mailing list that is circulated to every
knitting and tartan lingerie catalogue.
It is traditional for the local Heuch chapter to make these awards
during its Burns supper. In the true heuching spirit, we tend to have a
little more fun than your conventional Burns evening - more pipes and
fewer drones! One fun addition is the address to the Englishman and his
reply. Our chapter is very fortunate in having a fine example from
Southern Scotland. Click below to read one of his famed recitations and a makeshift
'Address to the
tin of Haggis' when the real McCoy could not be found!
Or, now you know all about the Heuch, it is time to learn more about Scotland
- The Land of No Cuisine!
©2000-2005 JB
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