..It's off to the pub I go for a nice ice-cold wobbly pop or seven. If you care to join me, dress cooley, or is that coolly. as the sun is blazing down and the humidex is a frazzling 35. Goat, Llama, and Newt are all slurping away in air-conditioned comfort. The bramaid's name is Chevy, and she can hardly wait to serve this Model T. By that I don't mean that I'm a model and will be drinking tea!:).....see ya down there.