It poured today. Shedloads. It is so hard to get out of a nice, warm bed and get into cold, wet shoes knowing that the next several hours out on The Mile are going to be cold and wet.
Still, we did it. I’m not sure that we were able to convince the universe that we were actually having fun, but then, it was mostly other flyerers who were out and about today.
On previous rainy days, there was a slow but constant stream of people braving the weather, determined to see a show. Not so, today. Many of the people passing by seemed grouchy and didn’t really want to stop for a chat. I can’t blame them.
Despite a monumental effort on everyone’s part, we had our smallest audience ever – only about a quarter of the house was full. However, we did our best to give them a good show, and today’s performance felt like a great improvement on yesterday. It was a quiet audience, but we felt like they came with us and we earned our laughs.
I do hope this is the worst of the weather, though; today was hard work.