Not sure what to wear today. Off to Weymouth where it is raining but I think will be dry by the time we hit the beach this afternoon. Matt wants to wear shorts but I'm not so sure. And the train leaves very soon! Decision time!
The last time I was on the Dorset coast I do believe I was in shorts-of the 80's variety-and introducing Bros on the Radio 1 roadshow. Well we shut the place as you can imagine. They were the top act of the day and the place went seriously wild. The beach trembled and the coast line eroded just a little faster for the duration of "When Will I Be Famous?". Or whatever it was.
These Olympic shows are quieter affairs because they have to be; we are not allowed to put on 'an event' so we are quiet and unassuming, tucked into small corners and by large ships. Enjoyed yesterday by the Cutty Sark and who knew Rory Bremner was such an Equestrian fan? Well we did obviously, as thats why we booked him, but he was seriously good I thought.
The Olympic confession from Juliette Ferrington went down a storm and the quiz is a splendid sparkly thing.
And as we are in Weymouth let's do SAILING oldies please. You know what we need! Gunwales, sheets and spinnakers ahoy!
Have a restful and courteous Tuesday. See you just after 5
