voluptuary_manque
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Today the Orange County Highland Games returned to the fairgrounds after entirely too long an absence. HM and I were delighted at the news and after the installer left after giving us an estimate on the new range hood, we hopped into the hybrid and zipped down to The Games.
The old saw is that on St. Patrick's Day everyone is Irish. Meh! Ireland has beautiful landscapes, great horses, fine bird shooting and stag stalking and outstanding vernacular music. But once the drums begin to pound and the pipes begin to wail, everyone with an ounce of hemoglobin in their veins is Scots! Even the Irish turn Scots. Did you know that Ireland now has an official tartan? How about Wales? Even the great Welsh family names like Jones, Evans and Williams are adopting newly designed tartans and wearing kilts (though the Welsh insist on spelling them cilt.) In many ways it's better not to be Scots by blood. This bear-of-Italian-descent can wear, at his discretion, a kilt in his Welsh mother's name, the Welsh Heritage tartan, the California tartan, the U.S. Army tartan, the American tartan (designed for the Bicentennial), his university tartan (yes, we have one) as well as all the other non-clan tartans like the Black Watch, etc. You could fill a closet with kilts!
Being married to a woman of Scots descent is also fun. We joined her clan society today and are expecting to be toasting Bobby Burns in December. I shall have to cultivate a taste for single malt . . .
The old saw is that on St. Patrick's Day everyone is Irish. Meh! Ireland has beautiful landscapes, great horses, fine bird shooting and stag stalking and outstanding vernacular music. But once the drums begin to pound and the pipes begin to wail, everyone with an ounce of hemoglobin in their veins is Scots! Even the Irish turn Scots. Did you know that Ireland now has an official tartan? How about Wales? Even the great Welsh family names like Jones, Evans and Williams are adopting newly designed tartans and wearing kilts (though the Welsh insist on spelling them cilt.) In many ways it's better not to be Scots by blood. This bear-of-Italian-descent can wear, at his discretion, a kilt in his Welsh mother's name, the Welsh Heritage tartan, the California tartan, the U.S. Army tartan, the American tartan (designed for the Bicentennial), his university tartan (yes, we have one) as well as all the other non-clan tartans like the Black Watch, etc. You could fill a closet with kilts!
Being married to a woman of Scots descent is also fun. We joined her clan society today and are expecting to be toasting Bobby Burns in December. I shall have to cultivate a taste for single malt . . .