We are so sorry that we have been utterly useless at blogging recently. Our manic work diaries have left us no room to chat to you but hopefully we’ll sort ourselves out!
This summer London has, in our opinion, been the most wonderful place in the world to be….Olympic fever well and truly hit us and we allowed ourselves to be completely submerged in a wave of red, white and blue proudly supporting our incredible Team GB!
Yes tickets were slightly hard to come by….we started off applying for EVERYTHING and when we say everything we mean centre court final tickets for the tennis, opening ceremony, athletics etc (you get the picture) not realising we had to have all this money in our bank should we be lucky enough to get them…we had to backtrack with our tails between our legs! However Mummy B managed to get some, so off we went to the Sailing in Weymouth and the last night of the Paralympic Athletics.
Heading at ridiculous o’clock down to Weymouth the heavens opened and
we Amy was rather unimpressed at the prospect of sitting on the Nothe in the rain…
Thankfully the sun certainly put his hat on and what a glorious day we had cheering on Ben Ainslie until our voices were hoarse!
London was the most fantastic place during the two weeks of the Olympics with screens up all over London and everyone walking around with a sense of pride in our city. Thankfully we had only a few weeks to wait till the Paralympics so post Olympic blues weren’t quite able to set in.
Like many we’ve spoken to we haven’t watched much of the Paralympics in previous years, just tuning in here and there, however this year we were utterly inspired. In the Olympics you find in each race maybe a couple of athletes with a story about how they got there and what they overcame, but with the Paralympics each athlete has a story to tell. We found it incredibly emotional and humbling. Watching one swimmer with no arms we could only stare open mouthed knowing that even without two limbs he would be a million times quicker than us! – these athletes are unbelievable!
It is not what they can’t do it is what they can do.
The atmosphere in the stadium was electric and although the night we were there they were only two Brits, we all got behind the Polish high jumper and of course Bladerunner himself Mr Oscar Pistorious.
Screaming, punching the air, mexican waving till our hearts content we were there and we loved it.
Please Londoners let’s keep this gorgeous atmosphere up; we’ve shown what London can be and we don’t need to go back to the doom and gloom of the morning rat race on the tube because a smile is so much more attractive.
J & A x