Dancing on the Ceiling ...... Not

The last day of summer and the Mission concert have arrived. All day it rained and rained



........... and rained. We prepared our picnic of soup and bread and chocolate, wet weather food. We got out our rain gear and gum boots. My rain cape looks a bit like a giant duck costume. And set off to sit in a muddy field for a few hours.
When we arrived in Taradale, ready to boogie on down to Lionel Ritchie, Peter noticed that everyone seemed to be walking in the wrong direction. The concert had been cancelled, we did not even get out of the car. There was to be no dancing in the mud. We had to turn round and head home to eat our soup.