Ha, great stories. When I was piping a function a few years ago, I was wearing a dublet, belt and plaid and was leaning into my wifes mini-van getting my pipes out and the wind came under the van and blew the bottom of my kilt up to the center of my back. I immediately stood straight up and pushed the kilt down. I looked around to check if anyone had caught it and discovered my Sergeant Major and his family coming up the road towards me. He never said anything about it, neither did I. I still wonder now and then though.......