I wore my Henderson handsewn and lovat grey tweed argyll to the annual company Christmas party tonight. A few of my colleagues were at my wedding, so they weren't shocked. And, most everyone else had at least heard that I wear the kilt. One of the mechanics told me I was his hero for wearing it. The boss's wife asked me the question I simply dodged that one and said "oh yes, booze and this lot require something under it!" Our technical engineer and his wife (Columbians) were thrilled with it and couldn't say enough nice (especially the wife.) The hazard specialist acted like he was going to flip it (as I KNEW he would) I simply backed up and said "no sir, not on your life!" He smiled and left it alone. A great night.



Myself and the Mrs.



Here I am with all three of my lab techs. The guy to my left is headed off to a MUUUUUCH colder place (Wyoming) next month. Brrrrrrrrrrrr.