This will be shocking for all of the true Hilt purists, but I just had to tell it. I was at the Richmond Highland games and Celtic festival yesterday. I had left my wife sitting at a table while I went back outside to get my camera, which I had, in my haste to get inside the gate, left behind. As I approached the gate, to get a re-enter stamp, there it was, a sight so ghastly as to turn my stomach. There was a young lady coming in the gate. She was wearing a Sportkilt (blackwatch tartan) and under the kilt, she was wearing black peddlepusher pants with pink trim. Like I said, it made me nauseous. What an insult to the fine brave lads of "The Black Watch!". It's probably a good thing I didn't have my camera yet, because I might have even subjected you fine gentlemen to the same sight, and I do not know if you would have ever forgiven me. The description by itself is horrible enough.