London 2012

We're nearly there.

I was sat in my broken down car just outside Newcastle when it was announced.

I volunteered to work there.

I tried to buy tickets too.

I didn't get either.

Turns out I can't even give my time away for free.

Good luck with the transport system!

I'm not bitter.

I'm looking forward to the whole thing.

Showing off Britain at its best.

Regenerating a tired and dirty corner of London.

But seriously.

What on earth were they thinking?

This.

This is the London 2012 Olympics viewing ... Platform/tower/bent trombone/earthquake wreckage/thing.

Stratford isn't even that pretty.

I'm not bitter.