My first kilt was a MacNeil of Barra originally worn by my great great great grandfather at his wedding in 1838. I received it when I was a teenager, long before digital cameras, and it has past on to my nephew. I expanded too much horizontally to get the straps and buckles to meet each other. I now have a new MacNeil of Barra to wear. A man needs his Tank.
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