Kilts are just one of my three expensive addictions.
I also have a huge collection of model trains, yet only a small layout in a spare bedroom to run them on, unless I take them into town to run on the club layout. (I'm secretary of the club). I bought lots more trains at the Glasgow Model Rail show last weekend, then a neighbour came to the door on Monday and gifted me a collection of non-working model trains. I spent much of the week fixing them up. Then the sister of my late friend who died of cancer at Christmas 'phoned and said he had wanted me to have his model trains because I was the only friend who would be interested in re-homing them, and could I come to Glasgow next week to collect them.
I spend so much time and money on collecting kilts and model trains rather than living life first hand, so today I took Ann for lunch at the airport then spent a lot of money going off flying to Newcastle to practice radar vectors and ILS approaches at the big airport, slotting in between the big Boeings. I learned last night that we have had an offer that's too good to refuse, so the old 'plane which the group flies (1965 Piper Cherokee 180) is being sold.
So I consoled myself by ordering another KILT. A Hunter Green Camo from Union Kilts. Which brings this post back on topic. Just as well I don't know what a Blackberry or an SMS is - are they also addictive?
I'm just glad I gave up the booze - now that was a BAD addiction.
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Regional Director for Scotland for Clan Cunningham International, and a Scottish Armiger.
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