Jimmy,

I was at that Mass, as well, and though I had on a tartan tie (St. Ninian tartan, of course!) I was not kilted either. Part of that was down to the fact that the one kilt I had with me on the trip was embarrassingly wrinkled by that point. But part of it was also because I did not want to be "the American tourist in the kilt."

However, like you, I soon saw how wrong I was -- there was no shortage of men in kilts at the Mass, from young to old, there to celebrate the occasion. Afterwards, I was invited by several people to a nearby hotel pub to relax a bit while the crowds dispersed (so I could make my way back to my hotel in the absence of traffic), and I noticed at least half a dozen men in the pub had come from the Mass in their kilts, including one young lad who looked about 8 or 9 years old.

One thing I did not notice much of.... white hose! :-)