The last week and a half has been manically busy, though very enjoyable, and it was nice to get home last night after a few days away, firstly celebrating my brother’s 40th birthday, then on up to the hotel for a couple of days’ work for Ashley and leisure for myself and William.
Now I am not a sports fan by any stretch of anybody’s imagination – you may occasionally find me tuning into Wimbledon, but that’s about the extent of my interest as a rule. But something about the Olympics has always just caught my imagination, and I’ve been looking forward to London 2012 ever since the moment seven years ago on a flight from London to Havana when the pilot announced that he had just heard that the UK had been successful in their bid to host the Olympics, and a huge cheer went up through the plane.
Sadly, I wasn’t lucky enough to get any tickets – I would LOVE to have been there for something, anything really, in person, but that hasn’t dampened my enthusiasm at all.
I must mention the AMAZING opening ceremony, which we watched at home on Friday evening with friends – adults and children alike mesmerised by Danny Boyle’s triumphant spectacle from start to finish. To be honest, beforehand I wasn’t that interested in the opening ceremony – to me, the Olympics is all about the sport – but even I was totally blown away by the sheer brilliance of it. It was all absolutely stunning, but my favourite bit was this …
And as for the sport? I am LOVING the morning to night media coverage of everything from archery to wrestling. I think the BBC are doing an amazing job, and I was moved to tears this morning as Team GB won their first gold medal of the Games.
I’ve just watched Bradley Wiggins wipe the floor with the competition and win our second gold as well – yay!!
2012 was always going to be a big year for Britain, what with the Queen’s Golden Jubilee and the Olympics within a couple of months of each other, but really – and people can say what they like about the Brits – but by God, we know how to put on a bit of do, don’t we? It’s not often I feel moved to say that I’m proud to be British, but right at the moment –
I’M SO PROUD TO BE BRITISH!