Soooooo, it’s been a while. I haven’t updated this blog in ages but I felt now was the right time.
I was in no way excited about the prospect of the Olympics coming to London, as a resident and a generally miserable bugger to boot, the thought of having to share the tube with even more people or having my journey to work lengthened and even the realisation that I would be moving house the day before the opening ceremony filled me with a certain disdain for all things Olympics. This has changed.
I heard a woman telling her child, who I assume was not looking forward to being part of something to do with the Olympics, about the great opportunity he had and how he was only likely to see the Olympics in this country once in his lifetime and how he would tell his kids and they would tell theirs in turn that he played a part in such a global and staggeringly popular event. The wise words from this lady actually managed to change my mind on the subject. I’m actually looking forward to it and now I’ve nearly finished moving house I’m excited and can’t wait to enjoy it. The month or so of slightly longer journeys almost seems worth it for the pure spectacle of the event.
With this in mind I got up early and headed into work early where the Olympic Torch was due to pass. With a camera in hand I tried to take a few pictures, unfortunately the speed that the torch passes by together with the masses of people trying to sneak a peak led to a lot of the photos not being very good or interesting but I do like a few of them. Let me know what you think.