Wee fellow was moaning that I hadn't been contributing enough to the Guireans website message board so I thought I'd let you all know about the recent Nicolson Institute "Class of '80" reunion held at the Caber.  A photo should be in the Gazette shortly.  I think I might be hidden behind Ian Don, though, (together with about 3 or 4 other people).  Over 130 turned up and it was a very enjoyable event.  There were, however, two scary moments.  Firstly was when I found out that there were at least 3 grannies in our year.  Secondly was when the camp John Scobie showed up and complimented me on my appearance (I was wearing a kilt, and not as my wee brother would have you think, a Village People constuction worker outfit !).  I probably shouldn't have been that flattered, though, as I found out later that Scobie had also been telling people he really liked Gordon "Errol White"'s baldy haircut "as this was like David Beckham".

 

Scobie, of course, famously used to dress up in Chirsty Alone's clothes and high heels when he was a boy, and not just for halloween.  During my visit to Lewis for the reunion, Donny Petrie recounted an occasion when Scobie was parading around in his mother's gear that his drunken sailor uncle, Tami Bou (did anybody ever see him sober ?) was yelling "Fruit, the boy is fruit !".  Chirsty herself was asking Callan Bou if he thought Scobie "was mental ?".  On another occasion, in Primary 2, Scobie and class tomboy, Dol*na G*bb*ns (Pl*st*rfi*ld) decided they liked each other's clothes and promptly changed during the dinner break.  Scobie returned to class wearing her skirt and tights and she, his trousers.  I guess the signs were there for all to read a long time ago.