Last night the wife and I went with some friends to the Bullfrog brewery to play quizzo. It was muggy and rainy so I wore my Graham sportkilt and a beginners hunting sporran instead of the nicer fare. After we had been there a while up comes Chip, everyones favorite kilted bartender, and with a clink of our glasses he saluted me wearing the kilt. I didn't even know he was there! It's rare that anyone wears one around here other than st pattys and I guess he wanted to give encouragement for the future wearing o the kilt.

Just thought I'd share a random and positive kilting experience.

Hugh