Great to read this thread which brought back many happy memories of Hamish.
My favourite was singing on stage with him at – if I remember correctly – Paisley Town Hall and someone sent me a pic of the two of us sharing a mike. I'm a good foot taller than Hamish was. Archie Fisher saw it and nearly had an accident in his pants! Hamish's tag was "The Big Man of Scottish Folk Music". He gave me a copy of his book and signed it "To the Really Big Man of Scottish Folk Music."

The Levi jeans/jacket story was nicked from Spike Milligan but lost nothing in the re-telling!

One other story involving a runny bowel movement, verified by Hamish, was when he was doing a concert in a hotel in Jersey. A lot of the summer staff were Scottish and after the gig, invited Hamish back to the staff quarters, a separate house in the grounds where a lot of drink was partaken of. On the way back to the main building, Hamish was "caught short" and, in the absence of a convenient toilet, made use of a clump of bushes and used his undergarments as toilet paper, a carefully covering them with leaves. Next morning Hamish was enjoying a leisurely breakfast in the dining room with the French windows open to the morning air. Through the French windows appeared a Labrador, bearing a disgusting pair of obviously Hamish-sized Y-fronts between its jaws. It headed straight for Hamish, deposited the odorous burden in front of him and stood back, wagging its tail frantically and awaiting praise! It could only happen to Hamish!

I miss the bugger!

Eddie