I had a very enjoyable evening at the Ivy Arms. Only Grant and I were in attendance. One good looking gal at the next table was dying to ask the question, but couldn't quite form the words. No doubt she was intimidated by Grants devastating appearance. The Black Leather Kilt also caught and held the rapt attention of three young ladies a couple of tabled away. They were also fascinated by the wildly swinging pleats of Hunting McLeod as they jumped in unison wit the beat of the music. They seemed to be trying to catch a glimpse of whatever may be lurking there. Tan lines maybe? Who knows?

Great music, good food, good company.

Cheers,
Rick