Early nerves about running low on whisky were quickly settled when a record-breaking four-litre bottle made a heroic appearance. As the Address to a Haggis got underway, shots of whisky were speedily distributed so that everyone (except the children!) could properly toast the haggis. The performance was poetic, dramatic, and just a little bit violent... exactly as tradition demands.

Then it was full service mode. The team worked swiftly to ensure everyone received their haggis, neeps and tatties with gravy (or a vegetarian alternative). Maria, crowned the Gravy Queen, made sure every table was well supplied, while Steph patiently whipped up an impressively large bowl of cream in preparation for dessert.

Dessert was a mathematical challenge: dividing 80 portions of cranachan so that everyone got a fair share of fruit, cream, oats, and sauce. We did our best and, with only minor spillages along the way, the cranachan crew (Maria, Steph, Sevan, Iram and Kash) got the job done.

After plates were cleared (with thanks to Kash, the GoodGym muscle came into play again as centre tables were swiftly moved to make space for a Cèilidh dance. Little did we know we’d also be called upon to demonstrate the moves. It was a different kind of workout to what we're used to... and let's just say there was mixed success!