a bonnie wee-kend

Where do I start?
Firstly, I love the shit out of Scotland, and this weekend has just reiterated that.
Two shows, Saturday in Glasgow, last night in Dunfermline
Both were, as they say here, “THE TITS!”
Meaning, fucking awesome. 

We were here back in February filming the Scotland episode for RHYTHMS & ROOTS TV. (You can read about that trip HERE and HERE)
While we were here, Dad recorded the episode song with the Red Hot Chilli Pipers. We thought it’d be a treat (especially for US) to get the boys to come out and play that episode song on stage with Dad at the Scotland shows.
A straight song, at a Kev show? Fuck it, let’s give it a crack.

We also decided to film that
So between rehearsals, two massive sold out shows, filming a DVD, and lots of men in kilts running around backstage…

…it’s been a full on, and fucking fabulous two days.

Standing ovation for Dad and the boys, both nights

The atmosphere was electric, goose-bumpy even.

I even got some Christmas shopping done!
Well, once I work out how to wrap up a Chilli Piper and send him home to Heiny, I’ll have one present sorted.

Scotland, thank you!

jenny talia, please step up to the podium…

It was my last day of filming here in Scotland today

For those that don’t already know, CLICK HERE to see what we’ve been up to

Part of my day consisted of me getting a lesson in Highland Dancing because Dad thought it would be funny and obviously likes to fuck with me

Let me tell you, that shit is H-A-R-D

Like, boob bouncing huffing and puffing hard

It’s going to take me longer than I thought to make the Olympic squad

I may have quit after 7 minutes

You’ll get to see the footage of me jumping around like an epileptic mid seizure when the show comes out next year

In the meantime, just know

That I got OWNED by Jeanie, the 76 year old dance instructor

Even though her and Jennifer (the one in the tartan that is not me CAN dance) tried to go easy on me

But, but BUT!

I’m pretty sure they don’t give trophies out to dicktards who can’t dance

Fuck off, they DON’T!

all the single ladies

I promise I am going to blog more about this Scotland trip….soon!

But for now, here’s one for the girls

Some of the lads from the RED HOT CHILLI PIPERS

Notice my shiny (reflective) boots?

*ahem*

The band plays all over the world, and are even headed to Australia this year

Woah….did you hear that noise?

That was the sound of a thousand Aussie women’s knickers hitting the ground.

Thud, thud, splat.

 

PS – Diamond, if you’re reading this – I’m totally bringing you a kilt home. I’m thinking….extra short?

 

(check the Chillis out on youtube)