Smokin'

Well good morning again bloggers, normal service resumed. Even if everyone seems to have disappeared. August eh? Yesterday's adventure by Tower Bridge was quite a treat. It's a stunning place for a wander. As our wonderful architect (wearing a boater) explained, it is a fascinating mix of the very ancient (Tower of London 1066) and the glassy, brash modern (County Hall 2002). And a splendid international venue to watch a big screen-step forward sweary Australian man with a pint in his hand (I wonder if Aussie swearing and Irish swearing doesn't count as much as normal swearing as it seem s to be part of everyday language? Maybe not).

I hope you're all enjoying the shows; I think there is real momentum behind the games now and I'm already wondering what on earth we are going to do when it's all over. Yesterday was a great day for judo, cycling and shooting and we all cheered to the rafters. I love the Matt cartoons in the Telegraph but he excels himself today. The old guy watching the tv is shouting "COME ON, whoever you are, keep doing whatever you're doing. YESSS! NO..have we won?" Which sums it up nicely.

But it is the ARF today, back in the studio for one day. It can still be an OARF but an OARF that is studio-based and teeing-up your weekend as normal. Time to crown a new (O)ARF King/Queen...your song please.

Have a knowledgeable and wise Friday, see you after 5.