I have been sitting on this video for a few weeks. One of my students taped it in class when I was teaching Robert Burns. My embarrassingly vain reason - I don't like my hairstyle (lack of styling gel) in the video. But today I am nostalgic for auld lang syne, the good old days gone by, temps jadis. And so, dear reader, despite bad hair and shabby singing, I raise my pint cup to you and auld lang syne.
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