A south westerly blowing a fine mist up Royal Parade as we sit and eat our baguettes outside the Civic Centre. Gusting a stream of light drizzle by the time we cross under the Big Screen. Raindrop splatter, we stop under the umbrella of a tree to watch the end of the ICCI 360 Festival promo, then up the wet steps and slip into the tent: the circular cinema set out like a café-bar, white tablecloths on round tables.