What a surprise I had yesterday. Every so often our folk group does a concert for the local church to help them raise money for their restoration fund. In the church hall next to the church they have a professional photocopying machine that I am allowed to use to produce posters and publicity for ourselves and as we use the hall quite a bit to rehearse I have my own key to the hall. Yesterday I went around to print some publicity sheets and found the outer door open. As I opened the inner door and entered the hall I was quite taken back as I was confronted by about 40 women some sat down, some standing, who, as it turned out, were a womens guild who had booked the hall to have a social morning. Their ages must have ranged from 30 upwards. I was wearing my kilt by the way. I thought quick and said confidently ‘good morning ladies’ to the one’s that were in my near vicinity and they simply replied good morning back. I then said I would come back later to do my printing but they would'nt have any of that and told me to carry on. So I went to the printing machine and started my copying which took in all about 25 mins. I had conversations with several of them as I was plodding away about all sorts of things, but never once did my kilt get a mention. No one was at all interested in it. They even brought me a cuppa. It made me think of what my neighbour said quite a while ago now, I know I mentioned it here before but here it is again. When we were speaking at the time I told her I was very reluctant to wear my kilt around my local area. I don’t see why not she said .. It’s only a kilt. As I left the hall a few of the women were leaving and heading the same way as me so some more conversations started up until we all said goodbye. Again no one battered an eye that I was in my kilt. All in all it was an interesting morning and a further confidence booster.
Derek