"Quel hommage".But what do I know!!Having performed as a drummer,with a piper ,at many of these mess dinners,and having toasted The Queen,the regiment or squadron(I was air force),the C.O. of the unit,the P.M. ,and all other higher mucky-mucks,meanwhile ,hoisting a wee dram of Drambuie,for each toast,I guess I agree with you as far as the aftermath is concerned."Quel dommage"(translation "Big damage"With the highlanders,part of the aftermath is to partake in a wee pinch of snuff,pinched out of the top of a ram's head decanter.My piper and I nearly killed ourselves laughing because this stuff is a dark brown in color.Combined with perspiration,having entertained the officers with a few reditions on the pipes and drum,added to the sneeze condition acquired in both nostrils as you sneeze with each sniff,we looked like a couple of Cape Briton coal miners,Oh but for the good old days!!Oh I forgot,add in the cigar smoke in the room after their supper.
