Last Friday I had to meet a new client in the city. I was also taking my daughter to lunch and i felt like going kilted.

It turns out that my new client is a Welsh lass with a Scottish husband. They have just arrived here from Kinlochbervie, Scotland, so she can take up a new position as manager in the hand made paper industry. In Scotland she has made paper for the likes of Sean Connery, Runrig, Scottish national party, Edinburgh Festival etc. a very clever lass.

This lassies husband wears a kilt (not all the time), he married in the kilt, teaches SCD and they both love celtic music. I could not have visited a better client.
( I hope to get them to come to a future kilt night).

I later visited another client, a Chinese man who runs a Chemist (Drug Store to you Americans), he didn't even blink an eyelid at the kilt.
He wanted me to climb up on the roof (in the main street) to check the sign job he wanted doing. I said I didn't bring a ladder and would call back (with shorts on).

It's strange really being the only person in the whole city who wears a kilt about each day. I'm sure some of you share that position.