Carly came in for a quick visit this afternoon, in between panto up north. Shes going to come back for New Years eve (Hogmanay as we say in Scotland). That got me thinking about last year, and planning for this year. Im going to wear my kilt again, and Ross will probably be persuaded to get his out again. I love wearing my kilt, although it doesnt half itch sometimes (for the record I dont go commando!).