Never Turn Your Back on a Campbell
Yesterday, my husband and I attended the local Scottish Festival and Highland Games. This was a third – twice, out in California, we attended the big one at Pleasanton. We both have Clan Campbell shirts – everyone in California had a clan shirt (in comparison, we were the only ones who had them here, and had several people ask where we’d gotten them). While on the bus, I had a woman sit in front of me, take one look at my shirt, and say “Oh no, I’ve got my back to a Campbell!”