As I sat in the doctors waiting room yesterday a man next to me leaned over and said:
"what tartan is that?" As soon as he spoke I could tell he was recently from Scotland.

Gunn, said I,
"where are you from?"
the UK.
"what part?"
Portsmouth.
"you mean you're not even scottish???"

At this point I felt like saying 'well is you're so scottish, why aren't YOU wearing a kilt. But in a doctors waiting room, full of people, I had to mind my tongue.

I did say, 'well, you're wearing denim Levi's, are you American?'
'So why should the scots have all the fun?' I said.

At that point he agreed and we began talking of Scotland and we exchanged phone numbers for a later meeting.

I wonder sometimes if Scots here may feel a little guilty that they are NOT kilted. Perhaps I may inspire him.