It was a wet one today, kids, but eight of us braved the deluge anyway and showed up at Pelican Pier for a cuppa. Moe is just back from a trip to England and Scotland and had wild and wooly tales of scotch samplings in the highlands, the lowlands and all the lands in between, probably. Poor Lawrence and Mary are still in revovation hell trying to outfox a window installer who may or may not be responsible for a leak inside a wall which must be fixed before new flooring is installed. At least they don't live in the Gulf of Mexico.