Yeah, I was kilted back then, and also in first class. I'm too fat to get in those kilts now.
Sadness, that is.
We had a good laugh retelling that story of our shared trip to Miami.
Here's the pic of the beer bottle.
The light was a little low in the restaurant. Here's the beer in the glass.
No way I could leave out the best seafood cream soup to have ever passed my lips.
It'll be a while before we find any pic of me in a kilt here. Perhaps when I some 50 pounds less of a man.
-- text tapped from a virtual keyboard. You found misspellings? Imagine that. Get over it.