HAPPY ST ANDREW'S DAY

Days like these make me feel more Scottish than usual.
This lovely old kilt emerged when we moved house in the Summer.
Worn by my youngest brother when I wed 38 years ago and then by both my sons. Funny how these things cast up all sorts of memories....

Which reminds me my maternal Grandfather was born on St Andrew's Day 1889. We thought he was so lucky!
Going to have to mark the day with a wee dram..