Tales From The Kilted Crypt !

[MacLowlife]

Sometimes a sporran is just a sporran, MacBug

[Highlander31]

Nice story.

I've had a few things happen. The one that stands out the most is what happened at a party my wife and I hosted. When we lived in San Jose, we would host several parties a year. One party had a Renaissance theme. Costumes were required and we hired a quartet to perform period music. We also supplied a buffet with appropriate foods, i.e. turkey legs, spare ribs, roast beef, assorted vegetables, puddings and other desserts. Of course every feast has to have copious amounts of ale, mead, and wine.

A couple of hours into the evening, three of the women, after having sampled large amounts of the aforementioned alcoholic beverages decided they would find out what someone wears under a great kilt. Over the course of twenty minutes, I had two digital cameras and a video camera thrust under my kilt. These women discovered, much to their delight, that my boots were the only items worn under the kilt. Everyone had a good laugh and the party continued without further explorations for the rest of the evening.

The next morning, my wife called each of the three to discuss their photographic techniques. From where I sat with my book and coffee, she appeared to take great pleasure in hearing the embarrassment in their voices as they remembered how much drink they had consumed and what they had done in full view of the other guests.

When my wife is asked what she thinks of all this fuss over kilts. She simply smiles and says "Kilts are like catnip to women." Did I mention, my wife is a wise woman?

[Bugbear]

Sometimes a sporran is just a sporran, MacBug

Fair enough, MacLowlife, but as the story points out, sometimes a kilt is just a lampshade... I have been wondering where the sporran ends up in that up-side-down business.