Thanks for the kind thought Jenni, but you can't beat a freshly caught haggis it's the thrill of the hunt you see, now where did I put the scotch
Glad all went well over at Blakes, unfortunately no tartan for me as my dear granny McKeown from Inverness turned my kilt into 3 dressing gowns many moons ago, but I wore my late fathers tartan scarf as I toasted the Baird.
