A Bearded Guy In A Kilt Who Cooks

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Although I’ve always had a fondness for Scotland, I had no idea I had Scottish ancestry until I stayed at Balmoral. I wandered over to the gift shop, and was chatting with one of the staff. There was a computer that would print out the history of your clan, along with the matching tartan.

“Did you want me to have a look?” he asked.

Oh, I don’t have one,”…