Now what was the name of that play, MacBetty, MacBarth, MacBirth, aaahhh it doesn't really matter, the important guy was King Dunkard, or was it Drunkard, anyway all I remember what that poor old lady trying to find a good spot cleaner and lamenting to no end (and in somehwat foul language I might add) about not being able to get that poor spot out---perhaps it was in her husband's kilt, and therein lies the connection? There were witches too, I think.