So I have a confession.
I was not at all interested in the Olympics in the build up to it arriving in London. Nope, not one little bit. I didn’t bother trying for tickets. I didn’t see the point. I couldn’t see how us Brits could host a half decent event, and besides sport isn’t really my thing.
Oh how wrong I was…
From the moment the opening ceremony started, I was hooked. We all were. It really was rather fabulous. I so wish I’d made it down to any Olympic event, but alas I’d left it too late, so instead I was glued to the TV and radio, following pretty much all of it. I cried, cheered and smiled through it all, inspired massively by all the hard work and sheer determination. It blew me away.
Well done London for hosting it in such style. We really knocked it out of the park. Never have I been so proud to be a Londoner.