Tripping the light fantastic

One of the best Macae ceilidhs yet. As always, HH put his sore knees on hold and as always, he was in demand with the ladies, since for some reason, a lot of the menfolk prefer eating and drinking to dancing. But there were plenty of kilts swinging on the floor and a lot of dancing and merriment, for a' that. Whisky and wine flowing freely, and Drambuie to follow - who could ask for more?