I know the right length for a kilt is one of those topics that will never really go away. I had cause to think about it today, because I donned a kilt for the first time in months in the coldest weather I've yet experienced kilted.

It was 12 deg C. I know, call me a wuss, or whatever. I know some of you happily endure sub-zero temperatures in kilts.

My first thought was to wonder what the hell I was doing. But I wanted to be kilted. The socks keep my shins warm, but nothing covers my knees. :-/ Perhaps longer kilts is something that is going to happen eventually. Another 6 inches would have been nice this morning, sitting down to breakfast.

Then I got up to do some chores and discovered something interesting. If I'm moving around, it doesn't matter so much that my knees are out in the open. Hmm. Maybe my lifestyle just isn't active enough!

Wade.