Oh, I almost forgot. I was in Scotland and Ireland last August, and attended a caberet in an Edinburgh hotel one evening. (Even got to try haggis for the first time and found it quite good.) The highlight of the evening was when the Scottish MC asked if anyone wanted to request a Scottish song. A lady in the back (an American tourist, probably) immediately called out, "Danny Boy." The MC almost choked and the reaction of the audience was a 50-50 mixture of raucous laughter and angry shouts from some who, I'm sure, would have liked to boil the poor lady in a sheep's stomach.