That I find out if I can get my kilt altered enough to fit me again.
I’m heading to the kiltmakers to see if they can alter the buckles so that it fits again!
With losing 2 stone (that frankly needed losing), my kilt is now too big. I know they can alter it up to a point, so hopefully it’s going to be do-able, otherwise, I’ll have to invest in another.
This is the downside to being healthier (JOKE!!)
(UPDATE:- looks like it’s good to go. Will still be about 1/4″ too big round the waist, but the belt will take care of that, and at least it won’t end up round my ankles!)
So, since the New Year, the good news is that my gut is well and truly getting kicked into touch. I’m looking more the shape I should look, and my stomach no longer resembles what someone referred to it as, “a knot in a bit of string”.
This is good. I feel better, I’ve more energy, and I’m generally happier.
There is however an unexpected downside.
Downside (a) – who knew you could lose weight from your fingers? It never crossed my mind that would happen. I now need to get my wedding ring re-sized, as I’m currently using sticking plaster to “fatten” my finger and stop it falling off.
Downside (b) – the increased intake of salad, has resulted in fartage. I know it’s jsut my body re-adjusing to the change in diet, and it’ll calm down. I’ve also noticed some veg causes it more than others. You don’t get this problem with meat/bread/cakes/chocolate…
Downside (c) – my made to measure kilt was made to measure when I measured a fair bit lardier than I currently am. Even tightening it as much as I can, I have to stick what’s left of my gut out, and over-tighten the belt so it doesn’t end up round my ankles and scare the horses! This could mean investing in another at some point. (If I’m doing this I’ll go for a different tartan, as two identical kilts is a bit daft.
So that’s Christmas and New Year out the way for another year (or as far as the shops are concerned, until September, when it’s deemed socially acceptable to start selling us Crimbo).
In a way I’m glad, because although I don’t consider myself that religious, I do find it pretty crass that the whole event has been reduced to a marketing ploy for shops to separate us from our money and give us stuff that to be honest we don’t really need or particularly want, in exchange.
The break from work was good, so I can’t complain about that. Managed to catch Rogue One and Passengers at the cinema, and had a couple of nice meals out.
Even gave the kilt another airing on Christmas day. It’s good to have an excuse to put it on, as it’s a lot of money to pay for a garment to just have it hanging in a wardrobe all year.
Sorting through some pics from a friend’s recent visit from Canada, and decide to post this one of me at Culzean Castle.
So yesterday was the work Christmas do.
The place we had booked was a bit more….. trendy that I would choose to frequent, but the food was excellent, and the staff were great, so can’t complain on that score.
We had to be off that tables by 4.00pm as they needed them for another party that had booked, so we all headed into the bar at that point.
I’d had a couple of beers, and like I say this wasn’t the sort of place I’d usually frequent, so I slipped away and met up with some colleagues who had done their own thing, and were now in a pub.
I stayed for another couple of drinks, then opted for an early night and headed home.
The highlight of the night for me was an English colleague asking how much a kilt cost to get made.
Him – How much was it, the kilt.
Me – £300
Him – no, not including the sporran, belt, shoes, etc, just the kilt.
Me – Yeah, £300.
His face was a picture. He didn’t know they were hand made to measure, and contained 8 yards of wool.
So anyway, that’s it over for another year. Just got the karate club night out on Saturday and I can relax…
…That can only mean one thing.
It’s the Christmas do today 😀
On Friday I had was out for a meal with work. There had been a summer school, with American students over to see how forensics is done in Scotland, and to get a glimpse of our judicial system.
The meal was really good, and me wearing my kilt went down well with the students (and some of the waiting staff!).
On Saturday, we headed into town for a wander before going for a curry for dinner. Since the kilt was still lying out from the Friday night, and it’s doesn’t get worn that often, I thought “Why not” and put it on again. This time with hiking socks, Cat boots, and a sweatshirt.
On to Sunday, and it was our weekly game of badminton. Karen has been improving a lot, and winning more games lately. Yesterday, there was some Chinese guys playing table tennis in the same hall, and one came over to watch us. After a few minutes, he gave her some pointers, and from that point on she had me running round like a blue arsed fly! It was only a little change he’d told her to try, but damn it made a big difference! She was really chuffed.
Later we went for a drink, and bumped into an old friend of mine, so that was pretty cool.
Now it’s back to work, and I’ve a guitar lesson tonight