Thursday, which I think was day 6, I’ve lost count to be honest, saw Team GB win three more gold medals and the nation swooned and went, well, mental. Before we talk about that, let’s look at today’s events:
09:50 13:55 Athletics Heats
09:20 12:55 Handball Women's Angola v GB
09:25 13:20 Rowing Sculls finals
09:55 12:15 Swimming Heats
12:00 20:10 Tennis Semi-finals: Federer v Del Potro
15:55 19:10 Cycling - Track Finals
18:50 22:05 Athletics Heats
19:20 21:40 Football Women's quarter-final: GB v Canada
19:25 21:00 Swimming Finals
Yes, the athletics begin today; or track and field as Radio Four called it this morning. It’ll change to sports day soon.
Sports days, then.
And the swimming continues, as does the football, cycling, rowing and tennis. As does other stuff I guess which does not get mentioned. As it was in one of these ‘minor’ spors we won gold yesterday. Here’s what the BBC had to say about it all:
“The men's sprint cycling team twice broke the world record on their way to victory in a packed Velodrome - a result that also saw Sir Chris Hoy equal Sir Steve Redgrave's British record of five Olympic titles. It came just hours after Britain had claimed two golds and a silver within the space of five minutes in the men's canoe slalom and the men's double trap shooting. Canoeists Tim Baillie and Etienne Stott triumphed mid-afternoon with countrymen David Florence and Richard Hounslow second at the Lee Valley Water Centre. Moments later, shooter Peter Wilson won in the double trap at the Royal Artillery Barracks in Woolwich.”
Phew, saves me writing it all down.
Yes, military type wins shooting gold, quiet type. Hmmm. He did sink to his knees after is 200th shot as he won by just two shots. It did matter to him, and brought roar of approval from the packed grandstand. Yes, packed. Grandstand. The paddling was exciting as GB came first and second and so won gold and silver. More exciting stuff.
And after dinner last night, I cooked chorizo hash which was wonderful as ever. Anyway, we turned on the TV to watch the cycling and the British spring pursuit won gold in a world record time. We cheered.
And then more swimming continued; and Michael Phelps won his 20th medal, 15 of them GOLD, and ten minutes later took part on the semi-final in another event. He is now the most decorated Olympian in history, and could win yet another medal tonight. He is a handsome slab of muscular human flesh with hands the size and shape of shovels. And such a nice guy too.
At a quarter past eight, we headed off in the car to go to the cliffs to watch the full moon rise over the gloom of Calais. Sadly, there was mist and/or smog, and so we did nto see the moon until it was some way above the horizon. But in the opposite direction we had watched the sunset, as the sky was filled with golden light and illuminated the few fluffy clouds that we about. All around us, crickets and grasshoppers chirped, and below us ferries raced each other to get into Dover harbour.
Once the moon was above the clouds and shining in the darkening sky, we headed back home where Jools ate an ice cream and I supped a glass of wine as we watched the swimming we had recorded. Not another bad day.
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