This weekend was the Colorado Scottish Festival and Highland Games. I made myself a new friend- a Highlander just out of the RAF by the name of Robert Hay. So, imagine- a guy with with a 52 inch waist, built like ol' Sylvest, wearing a grey great kilt. This guy was built like an ox! About lunch time, he disappeared for a little while. The rest of the clan and myself were in our main tent eating lunch, when here come Robert, driving a golf cart, a bottle of Famous Grouse in one hand, wheel in the other, yelling in his thick brogue in a very excited way "I STOLE A TROLLEY! I STOLE A TROLLEY! And look what's in the back!!" In the back was a box full of Famous Grouse bottles! He drove around our tent 2 more times, and then drove off, only to come back later with the owner of the golf cart, who himself thought it hysterically funny. The owner of the cart/case of whiskey gave the clan a bottle in payment for the entertainment.

So, throughout the course of the weekend, I had a rather interesting conversation with Robert about the proper placement of the kilt in relation to the knee. He was excited to find a vendor with a Black Watch kilt in his size, and he bought it and asked me what I thought. I told him it looked like it was hanging a little too low. He asked me "It's off my knee?" I said "No, it's at the bottom, where mine hangs, and I've been told I wear it too low, but that's where I'm most comfortable with it." He said "@*!& that! Neither of us is military any more. As long as it's not below my knee, I see no reason to care. Is it on my knee?" I said "Yes it is." He replied "Then it's perfect." He was a very lively and fun guy to be around- especially when we saw the guy with the Scotland t shirt and jean skirt- complete with slit in the back... That got a few more expletives from Mr Hay...