|So who will be lighting up the torch tonight?|
We've kept it up for the Olympics, which start officially this evening.
Whether you like sport or not, you can't escape it. Not even here in Lush Places, where the Olympic bells are ringing at twelve minutes past eight this morning. (My feature writing friend on the Dorset Echo is trying to work the word 'bongtastic' into her colour piece.) Just down the road, the people of Weymouth and Portland are gearing up to go bananas tonight as the Olympic sailing events get underway.
And our own Mrs Bancroft, my sweet neighbour who is as dear to me as a big sister, is working flat out over the next fortnight in her 'meet and greet' gear as a volunteer in the Olympic park. Thank God she managed to get into the trousers again after the final fitting a few weeks ago.
There is much speculation across the country about the identity of the person who will light the Olympic cauldron. Will it be rowing legend Sir Steve Redgrave? Or maybe decathlete Daley Thompson, our tour de force, Tour de France winner Bradley Wiggins or The Queen in her diamond jubilee year? Or maybe Sir Roger Bannister, who deserves four more minutes of fame.
Personally, I'd like to see Sir Geoff Hurst do the honours. Not an Olympian but a Titan when it comes to sporting greats. I had a crush on him when I was four.
For Zeus sake, I really hope it's not Beckham.
The Olympic spirit is alive and well. It's the sound of a handbell rung frantically by an elderly woman alongside the old school house. It's a race on the village green by a group of children. It's cyclists roaring round our one-way system and pretending it's the velodrome. It's a sense of unity, national pride (although our team should really be called Team UK rather than Team GB) and belief.
There are children now who will be so inspired by the 2012 games that they, too, will be Olympians in years to come. So, Number One Grand-daughter, keep up the good work with the martial arts training. You might have only just had your seventh birthday but, in twelve years' time, it could be you up there on the podium.
Dreams can come true. You just have to believe.
That's about it.
Love Maddie x