Finally got to go out last night kilted up, new tattersall shirt (starched and pressed), but could not for the life of me find my regimental tie, so the wee lass said wear the tartan, so of course, I do what the wee lass suggests (don't all us Scots?!?).

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She spotted a fellow with ghillie brogues on, and now wants me to get a pair. Oh well, what is one ever to do? My response? Och aye!

Frank