1. Let's toss the caber last. Because that will be my final event--ever! 2. On the other hand, I found haggis delicious when I was in Scotland. But I want mine from a 4-star restaurant, of course. 3. If you get a dress tartan like mine, the wool is so fine, it feels like silk. Much heavier, of course, but not at all scratchy. The front of mine (MacDuff) is white and someone at a party dumped an entire glass of red wine in my lap. I bellowed and immediately stood up: every drop of wine rolled off like Tang off a plastic placemat. Scot wool is an amazing fabric indeed. (I shudder to think what it would cost: mine was about 300 pounds back in the 1970s--but a man's tartan contains about 14 yards of fabric!). Shall we wear the cross of St. Andrew on Scottish almost independence day?