It was well overdue. Nearly a year has passed since I saw a wet weather contingency called into action. I've had some close calls recently, but finally the Australia Day long weekend put an end to my run of good fortune.
While Australia Day itself was picture perfect for beaches and barbeques, the following day saw ex-tropical cyclone Oswald say g'day to Sydney as it made its way down from Queensland where it had already made its mark.
So Eva and Diarmuid's plans for an outdoor wedding ceremony by the harbour were scuppered, but luckily their reception venue, the Crystal Palace at Luna Park, was close by and more than capable of hosting them.
The rain was unrelenting and even my trick of continuously looking out of the window to see if it had stopped wasn't working its usual charm.
But then during the reception something happened. The MC was reading a message from Diarmuid's friends in his home of Ireland. They mentioned how he's probably happy to be away from the grey skies of Ireland. Everyone laughed at the irony. But behind the MC, through the windows and across the harbour I suddenly saw colour - a sliver of orange on the horizon as the sun was preparing to quit for the day.
Perhaps it really was the luck of the irish, but either way as soon as the messages were finished I wasted no time bringing Eva and Diarmuid outside to use the five minutes of colour we were granted. As you can imagine, I didn't have to try hard to make them smile.