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The Last Post for the London 2012 Olympics

Last Post Bugle Call
Last Post Bugle Call (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Here are seven reasons why I should be glad that the London 2012 Olympic Games are over:

  1. I no longer have to worry about which events I’m missing if I go out for the evening
  2. On evenings in, I don’t burn holes in my ironing when, so gripped by the excitement of an event, I forget to keep moving the iron
  3. I can take the Union Jacks down from the front of the house, where they’re practically in shreds, having been there  since  the Diamond Jubilee kicked off this amazing English summer
  4. I’ll save  a lot of money on Kleenex, no longer being reduced to tears at least once a day by the athletes’ amazing victories
  5. Shops will return to their usual shorter Sunday opening hours (did you notice that the restricted Sunday opening times were removed for the duration of the Games, in hope of extracting extra cash from Olympic tourists? When were those poor shop assistants meant to watch the events?)
  6. We can reproduce the Olympic logo without fear of being sued
  7. I can once more plan trips to meet friends in London without worrying about being caught up in crowds of Olympic spectators

But – did you guess? – I’m bluffing. I STILL don’t want them to end, even though their closing days have produced so many wonderful memories to treasure. Not least was the Mayor of London’s priceless speech at the Athletes’ Parade through central London today. Only the gloriously brazen, blustering Boris Johnson could get away with some of the things he said – and whatever your politics, you have to love his spirit. (If you missed it, you MUST watch it here.)

The Olympic Rings, the symbol of the modern Ol...
Photo: Wikipedia

If Boris was right about the creation of a new generation on our nation’s living room sofas during the Games, I’m willing to bet that by time the  athletes are leaving the starting blocks of Rio 2016, Britain’s nursery schools and playparks will be full of little Jessicas, Ellies, Mos and Jonnies, named in honour of our London 2012 heroes.  I  hope there’ll be  a smattering of  small Borises too.

The Olympic Games are over, long live the Olympic Games!