This hat has a story. In 2010 I went in Scotland with my friend Mary from the US, visiting Glasgow and Edinburgh and general Scotlandish areas.
One day we go out to Loch Lomond. We have a nice little tour of the lake and then go to a tavern nearby, when suddenly, we hear music. We can’t really tell where it’s coming from though.
Imagine, I’m with my friend and her very very Scottish other friend and his wife. Basically, I thought I’d reached the summit of Scots. But anyway, we all pack up our stuff and on we go to look for the source of the music.
We end up at a camping spot, and outside on picnic benches, in the freezing cold, are about forty men and women, dressed in traditional Jacobite attire. Full tartan and weaponry, too. They’re very merry.
Turns out we’ve stumbled into their annual meeting, during which they reenact old battles and tell tales of how the true king of Scotland will one day claim the throne.
This hat was gifted to me by a clansman, who made me honorary member of their clan (which is called Na Fir Dileas or “The Loyal Men”) by giving me a piece of tartan. He then proceeded to very drunkenly sing me a very American love song.
Na Fir Dileas are a cultural, historical and heritage awareness group whose membership is open to all persons over the age of eighteen years regardless of their sex, race, creed or religion and providing that they agree to abide by the “rules and regulations” of Na Fir Dileas, and that they can prove themselves to be of high moral worth and good social standing.