IT is raining as I write.

Just a day ago it was glorious sunshine.

Now water pools on the decking and rattles against the conservatory and I wonder if it will give my car a much-needed wash or if that will still be a job on the ever-growing ‘to do’ list.

It is perhaps why as a nation we are so obsessed with the weather, we never really know from one day to the next if we shall be soaked, shivering or shone down upon.

I rarely carry an umbrella, subscribing to the optimistic school of thought of my friend Lynne.

I have other good friends that tend to carry one, 'just in case', but I prefer to think it shall stay dry or if not, I shall find a place to take cover, a cafe, a bar, a shop, a doorway and from that unexpected diversion, who knows where the day will take me.

I have a romantic notion thinking on the end of the film ‘Breakfast at Tiffany’s’ when George Peppard embraces Audrey Hepburn as New York is belted with a torrential downpour.

They kiss as the no-name cat looks a little alarmed to be squished between them, but the rain neither dampens ardour, not ruins make-up and ultimately, love conquers all.

I have yet to see such romance on a rainy day anywhere on Windsor Terrace or Glebe Street, but still I admired Penarth’s optimism in organising the recent Penarth Picnic and Sully’s inaugural SullyFest.

Both were rewarded with an afternoon of stunning sunshine.

I hope the organisers take pride in putting together opportunities that bring communities together and give people a chance for fun, fine food and festivities.

Indeed I admire anyone that organises a big event outdoors, because you just never know.

An afternoon of stalls and entertainment no doubt takes months of planning and a deluge of the wet stuff could potentially play havoc.

But I am an optimist.

Yes, sometimes I plough on with hope over experience and sometimes it would be easy not to, not to plan, not to be open because it could all go horribly wrong.

We all know a naysayer and they’re not always wrong.

We all have moments where the easiest course is to say no; where it feels better not to open up; where it feels more comfortable to shut out and shut down.

This is true of trying a new activity, a new place, a new job, a new relationship.

So often we tell ourselves that it didn’t work before, we got rejected, we got hurt or we didn’t like it.

But sometimes it goes so right.

Sometimes it is magical, and we have our own kissed by George or Audrey moment and if it happens in the rain, well, so be it.

Embrace it.

Because if the sun does come out, you might spot a rainbow and at the end of it, you might just find a pot of gold.