We have been thoroughly enjoying the Olympics, although typically Chas is enthusiastic over more events than me. We have both been hooked by the track cycling. I have found it real edge of the seat stuff – rare for me when it comes to sport. The dogs have been taken by surprise a few times when I have unexpectedly leapt up to shout at the TV.
We are gradually getting our head around the different velodrome events, but whoever came up with the competitions must get a gold medal for the most weird rules and tactics. If these were applied to the sports field, runners in the 1000m would saunter slowly but nervously along the course, practically hand in hand, until, after about 800m, one of the competitors would get bored and promptly leg it to the finish, hotly pursued by the others. Then there is the prospect of 5000m runners walking behind a motorcycle, eventually trotting as the motorcycle speed increases, until, just as becomes obvious that the motorcycle is certain to win, it turns sharply left, leaving those runners who have sensibly not followed it off of the track to battle out the rest of the race between them. Not to mention the fiercely competitive front runners who very politely take it in turns to leading. Bizarre.
Lunch with Simon and Kate again today – this time I was treated to Wagamama’s, a sort of cross between Chinese and Indian cuisine. The food was good – in my case gingery noodles with chicken and prawns. To my relief it was served with a fork, and so I had no need for the complimentary chopsticks. Having been involved in the planning and licensing stages of all of these restaurants in the Highcross Centre, it’s nice to be enjoying a meal in them.
Technically we live in Oaktree House, but sadly the tree had to go.
We now have a thriving Oakstump at the front of the house.
