It was an amazing sight -- The Wizard lost his cool. The phone call came arousing him from a late-morning sleep-in. He bounded down the stairs without kilt ..... without clothes for that matter ... and ran to the computer. He almost left the house in "a natural state", running to the kilt shop (thank goodness we live so close). That would have caused interesting discussion in the neighbourhood -- Steve without his kilt (no one would comment in this neighbourhood about the overall lack of clothing, probably).....

Heart rate has gone back to normal.......

My honey-do list has been put on the side burner ......again.