I tried to post this yesterday but it wouldn’t work (wordpress is a monumental ballache sometimes). I can confirm there was definitely no pot of gold at the bottom, because I had been there only minutes before and could pretty much see it. Imagine my mood as being on the outside of the outer rainbow before this happened, and then in between the two as it happened. And then hanging off the wooden electrified totem pole after I’d had a few post-Aldi E0.25 beers at 11am.
It continued raining though.