I, too, question the substantive accuracy of this curious-yet-enticing reported activity (though, so saying, presumably my feral clan roots would subconsciously seek to burn any kilt that's oota kilter wi ma kith'n'kin)
Come on
@Kondoru! Spill the beans, please! What did you
actually see burn, during this orgiastic romp in Cornwall?
Whilst this cultural misapprehension may seem at odds with the tick-box tropes of our current Caledonian collective canon, there is only so much of any plastic Scotia that can be swallowed at one sitting.
Therefore, if you do want to submit a formal proposal regarding the added annual ceremonial burning of some select tartan on or around 'Burns' day (maybe I'm warming to this...or is it just the whisky?) simply write your idea down on the back of a large Clydesdale Bank £20 and send it to Sister Mary Marquis c/o The White Heather Club, Brigadoon, Nr Slamannan, ZE1 0MG