OK, I’ve not made it into any of the official venues yet, but I have watched more television in the last week than in the previous six months. I have tickets for the Paralympics at the end of the month and I am happy with that.
The atmosphere in London is amazing. Everyone is talking about the Olympics. In the local supermarket the other day a customer was chatting with a member of staff about the Opening Ceremony. Yesterday, my Southwark Olympic badge was admired and we sighed jealously when another customer at the check out said he’d been at the men’s gymnastics. Today, as well as asking if I needed a bag, the assistant asked if I was enjoying the games.
Bewilderingly, some news sources are consistently peddling stories of misery around the Olympics. Don’t believe them. Get here if you are somewhere else. London is simply amazing.
I went to the wonderful London Camera Exchange on The Strand yesterday. The staff are knowledgeable, helpful and not at all condescending. Again, talk was about the Olympics. Yes, someone was getting frustrated at the difficulty of getting tickets, but part of that frustration is because we all want to be there, take part in some small way. Even if it’s just in a taxi.
Unlike some other shops, the London Camera Exchange has seen an increase in custom which staff put down to first the Jubilee, which now seems like a warm up act, and now the Olympics.
The theatres which were quiet last week are filling up again. I loved the attitude of the people who said they had wanted tickets for the games, but when they couldn’t get them, decided to go to the theatre. That’s the beauty of London; there is always so much to do.
I went up the road to Covent Garden. It was busy. I took a picture of the Olympic bunting, and managed a quick shot of Wenlock, before more people armed with cameras pushed me aside.
Actually, I think Wenlock and Mandeville are the only really naff things about London 2012, but hey, they had to make some mistakes.