Not only was yesterday a day of celebration for Team GB, it was also the last time I’ll be driving up to Newcastle at stupid o’clock in the morning for a couple of weeks. As of 8pm tonight I will be declaring the holiday season officially “open”...there won’t be a lavish opening ceremony... well apart from taking the top off a bottle of vino, but I have to admit I’m shattered and so looking forward to spending time with Elaine and hopefully just relaxing as the gold medal tally grows...
Shooting, rowing, canoeing, judo, cycling... it was a brilliant day for sports I know nothing about and I take off the hat I wasn’t actually wearing in the first place to salute all those whose dedication and talent saw them rewarded with a medal. I suppose pride of place will go to Sir Chris Hoy... a fifth gold medal to equal Sir Steve Redgrave’s golden haul. The atmosphere inside the velodrome looked and sounded incredible and it was great to see the younger generation of Royals getting every bit as excited as the rest of the crowd.
It wasn’t all good news though as Victoria Pendleton and Jessica Varnish were disqualified, relegated, call it what you will, for an illegal changeover in the women’s sprint – a similar fate befell the Chinese duo in the final. But the night belonged to Messrs Hindes, Kenny and Hoy... imperious on the track... emotional in the aftermath... Olympic sport at its best...
History has also been made in the swimming too with Michael Phelps becoming the most decorated Olympian of all time... and Sharron Davies breaking the world record for the least facial wrinkles in the “nearly 50 years of age” category...
But for now, track and field and holidays beckon. Here’s hoping for more medals... and plenty of sunshine...
All my own work... almost.