The best lifting I experienced was in Glasgow, on Sauchiehall street of all places. An attractive young lady and 3 brawny lads (one of whom was holding her hand...a boyfriend?) were walking towards me. The lass skipped foward with hands outstretched, darted behind and lifted my kilt. She gave her mates a thumbs up and there was a universal cheer. Hurray for the honour of Scotland! It was done very cheerfully and I wasn't at all offended. However, a young lady of my acquaintance lifted up my apron once, while I was at a party, exposing me to her friends. I was so disgusted that I went home......lifting the back I can take, if its done with a light heart. Lifting the front is just insulting.