My mother's family is Scottish
And I'm "entitled"* to wear MacDonald so, no, not really. I mean, I'd not try it in the wrong part of West Lothian, but mostly it's OK.

*in so far, as I said, as anyone is or isn't entitled to wear some colour of cloth based upon a made-up thing 250 years ago.
( the mighty badger Aphrodite, on a bar stool, by your side, Mon 31 Oct 2011, 13:56, 1 reply, 14 years ago)

It does seem an awfully odd thing to get annoyed about
That said, I was at a wedding last year where the one chap who'd turned up in a kilt was enduring endless brickbats for doing so. Attempting to explain himself in the most cut-glass English accent in Norfolk was doing him no favours.
(Darth Foxtrot A one-man army dedicated to making fetch happen, Mon 31 Oct 2011, 14:02, Reply)

"because it legally gives me the right to carry a fairly tasty fucking knife, old boy"
usually works for me.

Although there's no edge on the blade of my sgian, but they don't know that.
( the mighty badger Aphrodite, on a bar stool, by your side, Mon 31 Oct 2011, 14:04, Reply)

That's what Ballroom needs;
taunt-preventative knife crime
(Darth Foxtrot A one-man army dedicated to making fetch happen, Mon 31 Oct 2011, 14:07, Reply)

"and what do you call this one?"
"oh, this is the switchblade Tango"
( the mighty badger Aphrodite, on a bar stool, by your side, Mon 31 Oct 2011, 14:08, Reply)

I like this

(Darth Foxtrot A one-man army dedicated to making fetch happen, Mon 31 Oct 2011, 14:11, Reply)