I never expected the Olympic Games to come to London. Never could have hoped that I’d be fortunate to be part of them, even as a spectator. But they did, and I did. Twice. The main Olympic Games tickets were available by draw; you said what you wanted and the maximum price you were willing to pay, then waited. And waited. And we were lucky. We got tickets to the Copper Box, to watch handball. I knew nothing about handball, but that didn’t matter. Being in the Olympic Park on a beautiful summer day with thousands and thousands of other people who couldn’t quite believe that the Olympics had come to London, was amazing. And yes, handball was great; fast, rough, exciting.
And then we got a second chance. I’d been disappointed that we hadn’t managed to get into the main stadium, so when I was offered some tickets for the Paralympics, I didn’t hesitate. And seeing the Olympic Flame in the cauldron, and the medal ceremonies that took place while we were there, well, I shouted and cried myself hoarse.
And Elbow’s performance of One Day Like This, said it all. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=C2L8m3JeVdo
“Tower Bridge Olympic Lighting, London – July 2012” by Diliff – Own work. Licensed under CC BY-SA 3.0 via Wikimedia Commons – http://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Tower_Bridge_Olympic_Lighting,_London_-_July_2012.jpg#/media/File:Tower_Bridge_Olympic_Lighting,_London_-_July_2012.jpg