There are somethings that you can guarantee about a British summer; Glastonbury will turn into a mud bath, there will be a hose-pipe band and Wimbledon will run into a third week. So far, none of these have come true. Oh how fickle the British weather can be.
So it wasn’t a surprise to us, that the day that we planned to hold our annual summer party, the weather would play it’s part and decide that we would have ‘torrential rain’ and be five degrees lower than the rest of the week, then clearing up for Saturday and Sunday.
We would not be beaten! Come rain or shine, we had worked long and hard (booked caterers, ordered the beer and had invited too many people) to cancel, so we pushed on regardless.
Luckly for us the rain went quickly and the sun rose in the sky – okay, it might have been made from foam board but it all gave us hope!
You can view some of the pictures from the night on our Facebook page.
And here is the ever-so-frighteningly accurate invite that we sent out back in spring:
