Well, I had a call from Samantha tonight. It wasn't a good line, a bit crackly - I heard some mention of the racing, but she was raving, RAVING, about the quality of the pipers and the dancing. It's hard to tell over the phone, but I would swear there were tears in her eyes. She has never seen a highland fling such as Sparkler's. I think she got some photos, which I can't wait to see.

Apparently they are going to a ceilidh tonight where the boys will be performing, and Sammy is going to be instructing the assembled company in the fine art of the Strip the Willow. I hope there is no carnage. The cats will be fine, but I just can't imagine the horses doing Scottish country dancing!!