“I had tickets to see this circus, one of the old style circuses with wild animals and acrobats and fire-breathers.  Anyway, the day finally came just as a cyclone hit the city.  Rain was bucketing down from the sky and the tops of trees were sweeping the roads. And then, just as the whole wild menagerie drove into town it turned out the great hall had been double booked and the circus drew the short straw.  Can you imagine it?  All these giraffes and gymnasts, dwarves and dancing bears, parading down the street, ejected from their venue, wandering aimlessly.”

“That’s terrible.  What happened?”

“Well they ended up performing outside!  Lions and trapeze and all!”

“Wasn’t it dangerous in that weather?”

“A little.  It was in tents.”