Purchase of tartan

[The F-H.C.A.G.]

...snip... run his or her hands across the fabric and deep into its folds, hefted the colorful, slippery stack of folded layers, and inhaled deeply the addictive aroma of finely woven threads. There is a point where one may decide to forgo the arduous labor of sewing - just wrap the tartan around the body and dance about the house with sheer pleasure... (oops... )

And, in my case, one would rapidly break out in an ugly and extremely itchy rash!

Me? I just twitch and drool.

...snip...combines the word "fabric" with another word, usually reserved for extravagent women of unsavory reputation and undisciplined desires, and that rhymes with "nut".

I know full well that I am going to hear about this post, especially the "undiscplined desires", from the F-H C.A.G. for WEEKS....

I think you and Richard need to get a room Alan!

Be well,