Tuesday 24 July 2012

Jo Blogs..
The Flame

Today the sun blessed us in an embarrassing generosity, freinds turned up at Sugarbag Blue to join in and we set out drinks on the street in a propriatorial way. The pavement became ours, our neighbours in the flower shop and the hairdressers all came and sat out - kids ran in and out grabbing drinks, the travellers all came to watch. Our crowd seemed to be the rowdiest, and were busily jousting with the blue sponsored inflatible clubs supplied by sponsored fore-runners. Will we ever see the streets of Earlsfield bursting in expectation in the midsummer heat again and the traffic righteously brought to a standstill? ( pedestrians took precedence and stood between the frozen traffic, pitying those stuck on their way home but most of all awaiting the arrival of the flame.)
No, not in a hundred years
 And this all for a runner we had heard about on the news.  Just as my camera lost power cries went up 'He's coming.. Here he is ... He's coming now. ..'


 I suppose it's our children who will value having been here - there is an egalitarianism about the Olympics -people who honestly couldn't get excited about the jubilee were out cheering their heads off. We all  hope that the supreme effort of the athlete and the team work will bring us what? Glory ?
 It's not like the day was all about this and all work stopped - it didn't, and workers were still forcing their way through the crowds to get home.
 But it was a day to remember! We are at the centre of something - one of my boys gets up at 5 am and  puts on a hard-hat to build the gymnastics stage; I met an actress yesterday who's busy rehearsing the opening ceremony - no, she wouldn't tell me about it, except to say 'it's epic!'
Our lives are full of the mundane - can we rise above the traffic problems and inconvenience to allow a city where for a couple of weeks things are different, where the imaginators pull us through,; can we suffer a bit of traffic and inconvenience, because soon all  that will be gone and replaced by more of the same.

                                                          
                                                               (Lawrence Okoye)
 When  Lawrence Okoye, a 19 year-old schooolboy from a poor background who was in the year above my son at school is seen around the world by billions, in his attempt to spin his disc to a medal, or even a record that will still be talked about in 100 years time, we can rouse a little chaos on our street . As the headmaster said  - 'boys, if that can happen, then remember as you go through life, anything is possible.'
  Epic. 

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