#L2012DAYS - Goodnight, & goodbye
Firstly, this is the last #L2012Days post as it is the last of my self-ordained twelve days of Olympic Christmas! I want to thank everyone who has tuned in, read the posts, commented and shared across all channels. I am extremely blessed to have real and virtual chums like you guys.
I have written a lot about the London Olympics for the past 18 months, and maybe come next July I will do a bit more to reflect, but now seems the right time to review one last time and move on to the challenges and promise of 2013 and beyond.
Twenty years ago, in a council flat in Southend, I watched - on the telly - Rebollo light the Olympic cauldron in Barcelona. My love affair with the Olympics began, and while it waned at times over the proceeding years, when 2005 and Singapore happened, a personal dream became a reality. And so, from that maisonette by the seaside, two decades later I was sat in row 73 of the Olympic Stadium in E20, London. The town I was born in. I saw the cauldron lit before my own eyes. And so the love affair started all over again. Quite possibly for keeps.
Will I go to Rio? I certainly hope so. For now, the aim will be Glasgow in a little over 18 months..!
I want to thank the #2012Tweeps for all their help and support in getting tickets for the Games, and supporting me personally with my many scribbled endeavours. In particular, the ‘brain-trust’: @Volshy, @2012Tweeps, @Matt_Shoreditch and @nmdouglas.
I also want to extend a personal thanks to the #2012Tweeps who directly helped me and friends/family secure tickets: @Hilts_uk, @CarolynB66, @Jamjaw, @KBKeane, @Moosola, @IamFlopIt, @PaddyJim, @QuickDrewster, @Matthew_Gabb, @IanDay2, @Schorty1. And Conrad Readman - who’s gone, but will never be forgotten.
Finally, I want to thank anyone who’s ever read, shared, commented on any of my witterings. And to all who have indulged my obsession. Your input and encouragement has brought a some-time writer back from the very brink of extinction. And if that isn’t legacy, then I don’t know what is.
I wish you all a very Happy New Year. 2012 will be a year never to be repeated. And, let’s face it, 2013 is going to stink in comparison to it. But to roll out that well-trailed line used in the summer from Dr. Seuss… “Don’t cry because it’s over, smile because it happened.”
Citius, Altius, Fortius. Until next time…