other cities’ experience of the Olympic flame, today I got to witness it myself.
I recently heard that today 20,000 went to watch the Olympic Flame travel through Croydon, one of whom was myself. The crowd was dense, the sun intense and yet the excitement of being just a small part in something that is dominating our country, was greater still.
And so I waited, watched while the sponsorship vans came past, stared at the commuters dangling out of their office windows, waiting for the one moment which soon came.
The first I knew about it was a tremendous cheer from down the road and along came a procession of vans, amidst whom was a man jogging, and waving with the torch in his hand. I had more time than most to admire the flame as the torchbearers changed right in front of me.
And then they were off again, just a memory and soon they were out of site. And here came the best bit, the crowds filling the streets, swarming into every McDonalds in sight to get their lunch.
At least I can always say that today I was part of history (although quite a small part).