My mole who has been beavering away (one at a time with the metaphors, please. Ed) at the Olympic Park became mute about ten days ago after he had witnessed a practice for the Opening Ceremony. When badgered (Not again! Ed) to provide details the response was “It’s classified information, mother” which was galling to say the least.
After the official practice run he was sufficiently awestruck to make the comment “It makes me proud to be British” which for a teenager concerned with coolness of image is praise indeed. But that was it – not a word more! I was tempted to get him up against a wall with arm behind back to extract information from him but as he is a foot taller than me I thought the action futile.
Then, during the Opening Ceremony he finds himself in a Press Box….the luck some people have!
Anyway, a few phone pictures to capture the event for which we are all proud to be British.