Mother and son arrive at Pretty Kilting at 9.30 am to be met in the rather more spacious surroundings than at Kilt Korner by a blousey Miss MacTavish. Indeed Melvyn can see immediately that blouses feature prominently in this establishment, nearly all of them white, in soft, fluffy and shiny materials, with long sleeves and frills that would befit the most important of occasions. Beyond the blouses, as his eyes follow the glass-fronted cabinets that line the walls, kilts and blazers for every highland clan are represented. Then petticoats. Not in cabinets but spreading in their terrifying flares of softness. How they could possibly be contained inside a kilt he can’t imagine.
Melvyn at Pretty Kilting Scene 7
