Thank You. June 25th 2024
I joked about it, made light of the duties and responsibilities. But being asked to be Chieftain for the day at the regional highland games was truly an honour. You don't have to do a whole lot: present some medals to dancers, march in a parade, make an opening address, move from display to display, have a beer and listen to some music, and eventually close the games. I wore my kilt of course. Along with my formal attire, Bonnie Prince Charlie tails, vest and bow tie. I shone up the Gillie brogues and I inserted my Sgian Dubh (skine dune) in my left sock. I felt like a hundred bucks. ( I don't know what a million bucks feels like.) I was treated like a person of position all day, and I guess I am of that age where such treatment really feels wonderful. And that brings me to a confession. For what ever reason, for most of my adult life I have received treatmen...