This past August at the Fergus Highland games. I was three sheets to the wind and with a very sober McMurdo and a couple of others decided it's time to bring life into other otherwise sleeping campsites. I in my new leather RKilt and McMurdo in his XMarks CCK. We came across a fresh of the boat bunch of Scotsmen in an equal state to me. One Scot much bigger than I noticing my kilt said "You're nothing but a women in leather. All I heard from McMurdo was "Aye, and he's an Englishman in a leather kilt". This Scot then turn to me and says "Well you're nothing but a big Women" Really it made no sense but since we both share the same sense of humour and it must have been his first time with Canadian beer we both broke out in laughter and good cheers.

Myth one broken: McMurdo is not an innocent non-instigator.

Myth two broken: McMurdo will not get out of this unscathed.

Myth three broken: I am not a big woman.

There no £100 fines only the ceremonial offering of new cold beers. In which I had spare stashed away in my Rkilt because of pockets that McMurdo obviously didn't have. So who's the big women now, Glen?