At Kilt's night the other night here in Vancouver, and there were a couple of Scottish young women attending. They were just visiting and couldn't believe all the gents in kilts. One, who must have been about 20, asked me if I was Scottish, I replied as I usually do when asked, that my name is John Fraser Stuart Mackinnon. Ohhh! she squealed you are a Scot! But then she cocked her head and looked quizzicaly and said But are you a 'true' Scotsman? (Ah I thought, THE question at last) I replied that that was for me to know and her to find out. She then put on a pout and asked where I was born. When I replied Vancouver, she said Yer never a true Scotsman! With that she turned and left me in the dust.

Later that evening another (local) woman caught me unaware and lifted my kilt; she then remarked very nice and waltzed away! Ya just can't win for losing...