Rained Out
My local geek club (the Weasels Unusual) ends each summer with a picnic. We gather in the wilds of Finsbury Park, drink beers, throw frisbees, and talk about various things nerdy and/or geeky.
This year, shortly after we had gathered in the sunshine, dark clouds blew our way. And soon the picnic was invaded by large droplets of rain, attacking us and trying to drive us from the park.
But we are a mighty band of picnickers! And we are not so easily intimidated. We stood our ground, fought, and threw frisbees.
Our efforts were valiant, but of no use. The raindrops had us outnumbered, and they fell upon us relentlessly.
Eventually we were driven from the park, down the road, and into the pub. There we barricaded ourselves against the wet until it finally gave up and left London.







