Wednesday, 8 August 2012
I'm back from a fantastic long weekend in London. A combination of extended time with my beautiful granddaughter and family, plus a day at the Olympic Park, made it a weekend that I will remember forever. Long-time readers of my blog will recall that a trip to the Olympics was what I had hoped for ever since I realised that London 2012 would happen in my 60th birthday year. My daughter tried and tried to get tickets and eventually managed to secure some for the women's basketball heats.... not our first choice of sport but who cares? It was the Olympics!
I have to confess that I was so excited and so caught up with the crowds and the atmosphere that I really ended up taking only snapshots. (Parts of the Park were so busy that if you stood still too long you risked causing a pile-up of bodies!) I will post some photos of the Olympic Park over the next few days. I also ventured into central London one day, mainly to get a picture of this most iconic of scenes - Tower Bridge, one of the most recognisable symbols of London, adorned with the Olympic rings (and, of course, a red double-decker bus). Sorry - no David Beckham in a speedboat, or James Bond and the Queen in a helicopter passing through but you can't have everything.