So I found out lots of new information about my past an genealogy. WOOT!!! And as I am discussing my college project with the fine ladies helping me with information on my own family she introduces me to none other than Ivan "Ian" Wilson, whom by the way is a curator at a museum and is very active in writing. He's an author. How sweet is that? Though He is published, I think what he enjoys writing is little limericks, poetry and shorts for these Highland festivals. Hes a very Prominent man in this community of scottish stuff and he is hilarious.
"What grade are you in?" Ivan asked
"She's in college." Said Manly man
Ivan turns and looks at me right after the picture was taken.
"How old are you?"
"I'm 28." I replied
"How old are you?" He looks right at me this time.
"I'm 28" I say again a little louder.
He paused..."I thought you were 11!"
There also happened to be HAGGIS <--click OH my goodness, this stuff tastes good, but its nasty lookin!
They had two huge vendor tents, two huge tents just for the clans. They also had a dog show, though I didn't make it in time for that actual event many of the animals were still there...
|Irish Wolf Hounds|
Would you eat HAGGIS? I think my story for the Food blogfest Will include Haggis....