On Tuesday morning, because it was such a perfect September day - warm sunshine, clear blue sky and no wind - I decided to take myself for a lengthy stroll along the famous seaside Promenade that runs for miles from one side of Brighton (here in Sussex) to the other. I stopped for coffee at a favourite kiosk ("The Meeting Place" - right on the Brighton/Hove border) and, several times, stopped to sit on one of the benches in the area to soak up the sun and to watch the world at leisure - dog walkers, swimmers, surfers, in-line bladers, kite flyers. You name it and it goes on down on the Prom.!

On the way back to my car (the Prom. is 19 miles from my home!), I was striding out, head held high, when someone approached me and spoke (apart from the lass who served my coffee, this was the first person to speak to me all day). "Exthcuse me Thir, but I just want to thay that I think you look tho thmart and really cool in your kilt - it ith a kilt I prethume?" I had not noticed him coming toward me - I think I was looking out to sea at the time, but I had not been aware of him. I stopped and turned to thank him - and it was Chris Eubank, the former World Champion Middleweight boxer!

He lives in Brighton, I knew that, and he is now something of an eccentric, usually dressed very expensively and, although over the top, quite stylishly - usually with a bowler hat and a cane! Although, as far as I know, he has not boxed for several years, Chris is often in the national news and appeared in Celebrity Big Brother about three years ago. Oh, and he is renowned for speaking with a lisp!!

Yesterday, he was dressed very smartly but in a plain black T-shirt and expensive black casual trousers.

I thanked him for his compliment and we chatted about kilts for several minutes - he showing genuine interest, to the point of his asking for details of my kiltmaker! Fortunately, I was (as usual) prepared and from my wallet produced a selection of relevant business cards which I passed over to him. I also recommended this forum but neither of us had anything to write with, so he might not have remembered the details. He thanked me for the information - again calling me "Thir"; we shook hands and went our separate ways.

So who knows, we might have a(nother) celebrity joining us shortly - Oh, behave!!**

What was I wearing? Oh, it was my dark blue denim 7 yarder from KiltStore.net, all freshly and crisply pressed, with a black belt but no sporran, beige polo shirt, beige folded down hose and black CAT boots. Really "cool"!!

(** With apologies to Freelander!)