Run in with "Kilt Police"
Last night I attended the 206th Saint Andrews dinner of Baltimore, not a bad turn out of 270 gents ( no ladies allowed at this one ) for a Thursday night.
While sipping a nice single malt- Glemorangie ( the distillery donated a bottle for each table) I had a man come up to me and tell me " you are not supposed to wear a Badger sporran with formal attire" I told him that is not true, that a full face badger is worn anytime and is fantastic formal wear. I then informed him that by the way, my sporran is a skunk not a Badger. He huffed and as he walked away and older gent ( who was a navigator in Lancasters during wwll) told me to forget that "he has always been a *** wan*er"
The second incident happened while I was with a friend that had feathers on his bonnet ( these feathers are about 5 " tall, only 2 and look like owl or hawk)
an old guy walked up and without an intro asked him if he was a chieftan, he said no "why?" he said if you wear feathers it means you are a cheiftan, I introduced us and told him that they are not Eagle feathers and not 3 anyway. He said he never mentioned Eagle feathers, that I did and that any feathers means he is a cheiftan. I told him he was wrong, he said he knows because he is a cheiftan, I laughed and asked him where his Eagle feathers are, he kept ranting and I told him to leave. I find my table for dinner and lucky me, both Kilt Police at my table, so I moved to the Wounded Warriors table and had a great night with our guest troops. Pics will be in another post.
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quamvis, debet esse veritas.
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