Saturday, 28 July 2012
When it comes to the Olympics I've always been a bah humbug sort of a bloke. CJ on the other hand has not missed watching an opening ceremony since Soeul in 1988. This evening I managed to get the ironing done during the first hour whilst it was on the television in the kitchen and CJ watched on the big screen in the living room whilst getting on with some intricate embroidery. By the time 2230 hrs arrived I decided to bring my laptop into the living room and watch the parade of the athletes. I have to say that I thoroughly enjoyed the parade: the colour, the diversity, the talent and the rather noticeable fact that athletes seem almost to the person to be beautiful people. I enjoyed the volunteers with their wonderful dedication and obvious sense of enjoyment and occasion. I enjoyed the flags. I enjoyed the fact that armed services who protect us played such an important part in the ceremonial as well as the protection. I enjoyed the inclusiveness of the whole ceremony. In fact I enjoyed the whole thing.
I found the final opening and the number of the young athletes involved in the final lighting of the symbol of unity in the final flame to be absolutely breathtaking in its concept and beauty and emotion.
London done good.
Perhaps I'm not quite as bah humbug as I thought I was.