Desperate measures

You can run all you want, you can twist, and turn, and dodge, it is a lost battle.
You may miss a raindrop of two.
You won't outrun millions of them. 

PS: it's rain, not urine or sulphuric acid. 

Meanwhile the bastards from the Sunshine Cafe keep rubbing it in our wet faces. 

Meanwhile meanwhile, we have lost our two lovely Austrian girls. They have flown back to the nest. A bit too early for Mrs Raheny's taste, as they had to be at the language school at 4 a.m. 
They were a pleasure to have around.