Just off to see The Proclaimers officially close the Highland Games. They’re playing in a big tent in Bught Park. The tent is slightly longer than it was meant to be. The original tent they were going to use got torn at a festival in Ireland. The upside for the promoters is that they can squeeze an extra 100 people in.
Anyway, I’m sure you are all wondering if I got to compete in the games and how I fared. Sadly, I stepped up to take part in the Inverness Stone throw and was told I couldn’t compete unless I wore a kilt. All the tourist shops were back in town and no-one was willing to lend me one. Simon said I should have bought the Kilt Towel I’d admired in the windows of Woolies. Oh well, live and learn!
The photo above is just a random shot of some guys wearing kilts. I like it ‘cos it looks like a scene out of a Scottish version of Reservoir Dogs. Three Mr Tartans, maybe.
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