I enjoyed it. I hardly took any photos because I was dancing pretty much all the time. At the end of the night I could barely recognize myself – ‘wet’ hair, red face, etc. – and I was in desperate need for a shower. The band were a little irritating because they weren’t obliged to play any Scottish Dances,
“Oh no, the Gay Gordon’s. Nope I will not, it’s the most boring dance in the world…”
Eventually we did do it and a friend of mine took us through the steps with his booming Scots accent echoing down the massive hall.
Two members of the orchestra played some folk music of their own.
Have a great year everybody. 🙂