You may not have noticed, you may spend a lot of time looking at your feet and have a waterproof head, but it's been raining a bit this week. Hardly noticeable really, few puddles on the floor, few spots landing on foreheads, ducks smiling like they've got Love Eggs in, little clues.
I've never been too troubled by rain, but I find it does tend to keep people in their houses, something about ruining hair, or shoes, or those bloody smug ducks. Though there is that thing where a car splashes through a puddle and everyone gets really wet, that's brilliant.
My point is, that arriving at Method yesterday after a tough week, while the rain poured, there was a touch of pessimism in the mix, but walking into that club to see a bunch of familiar faces, the old gang as it were, pushed that out quite quickly, it just felt like being home again.
Then to have all you guys show up and make it a great opening night, despite the rain, despite it being the week after Halloween (What must be by now the 2nd most expensive week of the year.), despite everything else that was going on, and to see you all get stuck in and make it feel like a home we can all enjoy, that was pretty nice too.
Cheers for that, may all your rain-showers be brief and invigorating, keep some of that Tea Tree Tingle stuff about your person at all times. Mmmm minty sting.
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