Soon after I had my first goat, my brother and his wife came to visit. After as couple of cups of tea, Paul said, "Let's see this goat then." so we all went out into the garden to see her. After making a fuss of her and saying how lovely she was, we went back inside and my brother and his wife went for a rest (they had been travelling for hours). Got up a couple of hours later and we were drinking more tea when the conversation got onto goats. Paul, cup of tea in hand, said, "Well, goat's milk is all very well but I couldn't drink it in my tea." He then looked at my face and said, "I have been, haven't I?"
I rest my case.