I attended a meeting with some of Tasmania's prominent politicians and local dignitaries such as the city mayor tonight.

I was proud to be there kilted and have an opportunity to promote kilts.

One silly lass, as old friend I've not seen for 10 years asked me why I was wearing skirts now.

I said "it's a kilt".

later she asked why i wore dresses now.

I said "it's a kilt".

Poor lass, bit thick, i reckon.

The politicians were from a conservation party called "The Greens", while they are good with caring for the environment - I have little time for their other trendy views.

I had an opportunity to get "stuck into them".

I thought after - they will remember me as "the guy with a big mouth and a kilt".

Wearing a kilt is a way of getting noticed and remembered, for good or ill.

My thick mate was finally satisfied when I told her I was on the way to Scottish Country Dancing, she said "Oh, that explains the kilt".

I tried to explain that i dress like this all the time, but finally gave up.