Dramatic

I volunteered to drive Mrs Raheny and Mimi into town, to chauffeur them to the Abbey Theatre where they are going to see the darkly sublime Portia Coughlan. They're in for a treat. 
It's almost as dramatic as the shittiness of the weather conditions while driving them to their destination. Had they gone by Dart, they would have had time to get soaked through to their underwear despite the very short distance between the Abbey and either Connolly or Tara St station. 
Which would have been a pity, considering the amount of agonising over the choice of an outfit for Mrs Raheny.