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The Scottish Spring is indeed lovely with its mild breezes and its sunshine. But let's face it, it's no where near as lovely as the area of the lake effected most by the wayward path of a Caribbean current. It's damn near balmy in that corner of Magical Mystery Land that exists outside the back door to Milliways. And that's exactly the reason why Mike has set up camp in this particular section of Lake Front.

Camp being a couple of picnic tables complete with red and white checkered table cloths, large wicker baskets laden with foods, and a rather large punch bowl filled to the brim with what can only be Sangria. Between the baskets and the punch bowl is a sign which reads:
Welcome Bartenders.
Help yourself to punch and pie!

The smell of fresh fried chicken is heavy in the air.

As for Mike? Well he's basking on a beach chair clad in cargo shorts, a rather more obnoxious than usual hawaiian shirt, and an Asian-style straw hat.
How he found a drink umbrella that exactly matches his shirt is anyone's guess.