A friend of my father's worked for customs in Lockerbie in the late 1970's. Part of the security detail involved making guys in kilts walk over mirrors to check for concealed weapons. I was too young to ask then, and he's passed away now, but I'd really like to know how he managed to pull the short straw on that assignment.Five years ago I stopped wearing trosers and opted for kilts only; not because of my heritage but for mobilty and air conditioning
In any case, your noise is quite sick, sir. You've certainly got a unique sense of style.